People walk into my lives and they get better. But then they walk out of my lives and I am left here, alone, to pick up the pieces and start all over again.
I'm glad I fixed you, I'm glad you're not depressed anymore. I just wished you hadn't lied and hadn't broken your promises to not be like everyone else. It'd be nice if someone would walk into my life to help me just for once....
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