Maybe someday I'll just be a memory- a phantom roaming in the forgotten corners of your mind.
Maybe someday I'll be your enemy- your love for me changing to become a love of hating me.
Maybe someday you'll take everything you said back- every I love you and kiss goodbye will turn to tears of broken glass.
Maybe someday you'll leave me- because I am no different than the last, the same sad story with a different face.
Maybe someday you'll break my heart, but maybe someday doesn't have to come so soon.
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