I will not try to see Joe.
I will not go out of my way to see Joe.
I will not think about seeing Joe.
Today -- again -- he didn't come over to say hello. He walked right past. I don't know what it is going to take, girl, to convince you.
He forgets me.
He doesn't want to see me.
He doesn't want to talk to me.
Today, March 4, is my new anniversary.
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