
I'm stubborn and proud
But more than the damage to my pride
My heart feels the stabs of a thousand knives
Your body language tells me what I already know
that you've accepted letting me go,
that you've quelled the passion
And maybe even the love...
I miss you and seeing you,
revived the hurt and pain
But ignoring you was more painful
So let me love you in my silent way
And even if it hurts,
I guess as friends we'll stay.
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