Not you too

You don't get to make me make you my everything and then leave. 
You don't get to make me bare myself to you and act indifferent about it.
You don't get to see my soul and still walk away like it was nothing
You don't get to see the weakest part of me and walk away like you don't see me breaking to pieces
You don't get to make me love you and not treat me like I should be treated. 
You don't get to give me a taste of what I've been missing out on and pull out the rug off from under my feet. 
You don't get to leave me hanging freely, falling with nothing to break the fall and no one to catch me.
You don't get to give me a taste of extraordinary and watch me go back to ordinary.
You don't get to wield so much power over me
You don't get to turn me into this staggering mess and expect me to be fine
You don't get to fall in love with me and fall out of it as quickly just because...
No, you don't get to leave after loving me; not you too.
Not you too

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