Love is like a closed box u never know what ur going to get tell its 2 late, after a wile the pain of losing the one u love eats at u bit by bit and you just wanna brake down and cry, but you cant cry cuz you know if u show the pain you'll know u have let the other person win, am not opening my closed box am sending it back, beacuse i dont need to have what i have lost eat at me, i know what i lost and i miss the good times and him holding me calling me cuddlebug but oh well now. the pain of him being angery at me is gone. so this box he sent to me can go back cuz i dont wanna open up the pain, he can have it back, i think he can use it more then me, yes am talking to the man that hurt me broke my heart so am sucking it up and letting him deal with it....
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