May 22, 2008
By Courtney Martis, Blissfield, MI

You don't understand how I feel
And really neither do I,
I think I really love you,
But then why do I cry.
At night when I lie in bed with you
So content and secure,
I can only think about how we use to be
And how good together we once were.
This is all different now
Nothing is the same,
We truly have grown apart
But there is no one we can blame.

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