I don’t suppose you’d know,
how your voice lingers in my ear,
long after you leave and disappear.
I don’t suppose you’d know,
how wildly my heart can flutter,
with just one gentle whisper.
I don’t suppose you’d know,
how utterly painful and unfair,
for you to break me beyond repair.
I don’t suppose you’d know,
how it feels to cross my mind,
and live in a past I can't rewind.
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