He used to be
mine.
He used to love me.
Now he's obsessed with,
late night calls with other girls,
cheerleaders,
and talking to other girls,
instead of me.
I just wish he loved me again.
He used to love me.
Now he's obsessed with,
late night calls with other girls,
cheerleaders,
and talking to other girls,
instead of me.
I just wish he loved me again.
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