The ball was always in my court and I always had control. Somewhere along the way, I slipped and lost the ball.  Somewhere along the way, I let me feelings get in the way. Somewhere along the way, it wasn’t fun anymore. I ended it, but why am I the one hurting? Did I make it that easy to walk right in and out of my life?

The ball was always in my court and I always had control.

Somewhere along the way, I slipped and lost the ball. 

Somewhere along the way, I let me feelings get in the way.

Somewhere along the way, it wasn’t fun anymore.

I ended it, but why am I the one hurting?

Did I make it that easy to walk right in and out of my life?

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