I don't know why you don't wish to see me as you once did. It's like you've disappeared off the face of the earth, Though I see you on rare occasion. Maybe it's because you don't care for me - Or maybe it's because you do.

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I only added the very last bit, Because I know I distracted you that time - And the way you tease, You do it to no other. I should forget about you, But it seems the less I see you, The more I need to, And the happier I am when I do,