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She folded neatly, in my arms.
I...
I had everything, all that she wanted,
Was to love me, like no one else.
But I repeated myself all over again.

Why can't I just love?
Why can't I just love?

Love without hurting someone,
And causing pain.
She only ever wanted, to know me,
But I'm too selfish for that.
I made her doubt herself.
I repeated myself all over again.

Why can't I just love?