I know that I should take this like a
man, as if I'm grown.
I know that in the pain of loneliness,
I'm nowhere near alone.
I know the other side of being dumped
ain't strolling in the park.
I know we're walking separately the
same great valley dark.
I know that you are taking this at
least as hard as me.
Last time we met, t'was in your face,
unhid, quite plain to see.
I know. I get the gist, but I can't
even say too bad
Because I'm glad.
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