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by JenX Somewhere there's speaking It's already coming in Oh and it's rising at the back of your mind You never could get it Unless you were fed it Now you're here and you don't know why I have nothing to say to you. I'm better than this. I've moved on, and I'm surviving without you. I can build my life and be who I wanna be. I don't have to worry about you and I don't have to wonder where you are or what you're doing. You're down in LA and I'm here, doing what I do and all in all that's really just better because neither of us has to worry about the other. It hurts too much, you know? Kinda makes me wonder why I came to LA. Okay, so, Faith, but ... You know, I should just come here, do my job, deal, and leave. I can't just do that. I can't just not care. I have to feel something. Good or bad, it doesn't matter, but it has to be something. I don't know what it is. I don't know. All I know is I can't stand you right now. That's right. I hate you. I hate everything you are. I can't trust you. Come to think of it, I don't know if I ever did. Trust is so weird like that, how one day you think you know someone and then - no, no, that's a bad example. I never knew you. I don't know you now. I can't know you. You won't let me. And I don't want this and I don't need this. I've moved on. I'm over you. Yes, there's someone else, and I love him. He and I ... work. It's not all messed up. I'm happy with my life right now. Happy. I know where I'm going. I know what I'm doing. I mean, there's no reason I shouldn't be happy. I deserve to be happy. But I guess you don't know about happy. You won't touch the stuff - okay, so, curse, you've got a good reason and all, but this torturing yourself - well, it bothers me. I mean it's not like you. Right - that's what I meant to say. It's not like you. But if that's what you want I'm not going to try and change your mind. You're just gonna - I don't know - kick me out or force me back. And we can't have that. I can't have that. I'm balanced now. Balanced and happy. This is a good thing. And I can't do anything to help you. I'm not here for you. I'm here for her. You know that. So why the hell are you helping her? What's wrong with you? Have you really lost your mind this time or was that not just Faith? You're confusing me. What do you want me to say? I've said all I can. I've told you now, I'm happy. I am happy. I don't care anymore. You're gone. You've been gone. And now there's all the more reason for you to be gone. I don't care. I'm happy. I have nothing to say to you.
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