Every time I see him,
I want to collapse and cry;
But instead I walk on by
And hold my head up high.
He averts his eyes and ignores me completely,
But I'm used to it by now;
And when I see him look away,
I always think of how
Things used to be between us,
And I will never forget
The way he used to look at me,
And the way we used to be.



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