You molded me into what you wanted to see. Fast forward two precious years, where you blindly chose for it to disappear. It's timing, pure timing. You're getting just what you wanted. Your mind changed fast. You always said we would make this last. Wouldn't quit like the rest. Now you preach letting go is for the best. Where did you go? Now your telling me time will mend my soul. No. I'm having trouble letting go. I'm not the kind of guy who lives life slow. Where did you go? I'm the one who takes the toll. My whole life is what you stole. You got just what you wanted. Why do you know what is best for me? The situation’s mine and I'm the only who can speak, I've seen. Yet you say time heals. What if I don't have time. Yet you say the best is yet to come.

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