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Once upon a time, we swore not to say goodbye.
Something got a hold of us and we changed.
Then you sat alone in pride.
And I sat at home and cried.
How'd our fairytale just end up this way.

No need to call my phone :)
A matter a fact, I think I'm moving away.
Sorry, the frustrations got me feeling awake.
And I just keep having one last thing to say.
And I just wanna hold you, touch you,
Feel you, be near you, I miss you.
I'm tired of try to fake through, but there's nothing I can do :'(