Rikku I give too much to people, I end up with nothing. There's a void I need to fill, I feed on feelings. ''Don't talk to the strangers on internet'', was probably the best advice. Disregarded, I started to fret, Over them, and not with one, not just once. But this time, It crossed the line, I called him my younger brother, My dearest twin. Spoiled little brother, I loved you so. My love, my time, the money that's not even enough for me, I gave it to you. You said in the end; You didn't want any of them. Called me a slut, called me obsessed. And I'm here writing about you, I'm the one who ended this. The one to walk away too, But you don't know what a broken heart is.
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