Unforgiven
It’s tough when you don’t talk to me.
It’s sad that you can stand looking at my messages and not reply to it.
It’s killing me to see that you are ignoring me.
It hurts to see that I’ve caused you pain.
It hurts that the day is about to end,
And yet no matter how much I beg…
Still I am unforgiven.
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