Calling Another's Name

   The tragedy never ends. The way you miss me and the way you don't gives me a strong enough impression to make it all too real. I walk away and I don't hear my name, it belongs to another. I can't hear the name, and I'm not sure you can either, but I know there is another. It could be that the connection is broken, it could be that I broke it. No matter the case, it is another's name.
   I surrendered to your charm, and I got no return. All I asked was for you to look at me, nothing more. Now you say that you're lonely, but even that I cannot accept. I call you, I give you what I have. Now it is all lost in another's name.

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