Don’t ask me to do that.
Each time I’ve done that in the past…
You brought your tears to weep upon my shoulders.
Caused by someone else I begin to despise.
You told me you would leave.
After asking me what you should do.
And how you should feel as you did it!
Why do I feel I am the one who has been victimized?
At least I am held hostage.
My heart is attached to you as well.
And each time you ask me…
To forgive and forget,
Someone I have not yet met!

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