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The sting it hurts.
Yet so absent minded
I don’t know what to say.
You always made me know
And feel so alive.
You didn’t abuse or
Betray our relationship.
You always accepted me for myself.
I adored, admired, and appreciated everything
You’ve done for me.
I was so cheerful and
Certain we would work out.
You never judged me.
You were kind and you encouraged me.
What you and I had was very
Intimate.
It horrified me to know
Now I’m so heart broken
I feel invisible.
My thoughts no longer
Joyful.
The sting hurts so badly
Lease make it heel.
So today I set here and think, I feel that I know
You’re slipping away.
I don’t know what you want
Neither if I’m actually the one
For you.
If I were to lose you
At least I should know if I
Actually done my part as a girl
Friend.
Being friends is so much better
I guess but I want more
I want our relationship to
Be the same as the beginning.
I know you and I can work this out.
I’m so used to the ways my ex. treated me
Now I know you are nothing like they are.

Posted: 2010-02-17 15:03:45 UTC

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