It really is.
I asked you to stay, but like an elusive butterfly, away you flew. I couldn't even reach out to pull you back down so you could be next to me; you were just that fast. Like you couldn't wait to be rid of an annoyance like me. I'm sorry - am I really such a waste of time to you? I'm sorry. I should have just been happy all the time, so you wouldn't be tired of listening to me whine. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
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