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Second Thoughts

I used to take comfort,
In the smell of your skin.
I used to feel safe,
Wrapped up in your arms;
The warmth from your love
Carried me away, to a place
Deep within my heart.

But now I stand here,
Alone.
The thought of you
Becomes a horrid nightmare.
You've taken over my mind,
And stole my once beating heart
Right from my unexpecting chest.

You were my rock;
My source of hope and happiness.
I should have known,
I should have known this would happen.

You were never meant for me,
And I was always meant for you;
Too bad you couldn't see,
The love we shared was real.
More real than you, or me.





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