Too late

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 I think I might love you

I don’t use that word lightly 

It scares me to say it 

I’ve been hurt so much in the past by people saying I love you and not meaning it

I love you’s with manipulation

I think I might love you though 

It hurts because I don’t think you feel it towards me

Leaving me on read and ghosting me for days 

I thought we were moving forward and had progress with our talks 

But I was just being fed lines that I wanted to hear

Just so you could get me in bed with you again

I wish you cared for me the way I care for you

I would bend over backwards just to make sure you’re happy and smiling

I want to be the girl that you can talk to and be vulnerable with 

You deserve that with everything you’ve been through 

I want to understand and help you grow

I want us both to grow and be each others cheerleaders 

But you’ll never know because I’m a coward and can never told you my feelings 

I think I love you

But it’s too late now. 

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