tell me you love me, come back and haunt me

What right do I have? Why do I even think I have a right? Guess my questions have been answered, as much as I want to, I won't. I can't anyway. Why would it even matter, why did I even think it would? It's been too long and now its too late. The shade of regret/ache/the feeling of 'almost's, I only know too well.

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