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Looking Glass
You saw who I was
When I hid from view
I found comfort
From you
I thought it could
Never be
You looked for
The person you knew
When you found that
Person
You were overjoyed
But it wouldn't be
My heart, I had
Left with you
Though neither of us
Knew what I had done
You thought we could
Never be
I held close to what
I thought was true
You opened my
Eyes to a new perspective
One I thought had
Never been
I loved being with you
You gave me a freedom
That I couldn't
Find
With anyone else
I tried others
But you were what
I was looking for
All along
Through my own folly
And disbelief
I may have lost you
If I could but see you
Again
Maybe, just maybe
But no
That will never be
I will never look
Into your clear dark eyes
Again
I will never
Again hear
Your laugh
I missed so much of
Your life
Before I met you
And now I have missed
So much more
Now that I have
Left you
Those days of
Sitting with you
Laughing with you
Arguing with you
Working with you
They are gone now
Those days exist
Only
In my fading memories
Those days when I
Could hide myself
From everyone
And you would find me
I know there are those
Who would have me
For their own
But I would rather
You have me than them
There are those who think
They know me
There are those who think
I should trust them
There are those who think
That I am theirs
They don't know me
How can a wounded man
Trust those
Who wounded him?
I belong to no man
I belong to no woman
I belong to only one
And oddly enough
I do not even
Belong to you
The one I belong to
Is the one who healed me
Is the one who held me
Is the one who knew me
Before you
You saw me as I was
With my wounds and
My insecurities
You saw me as not even
I see me
For that
I thank you
My friend
For I fear
My friend is all you
Will ever be
In a way this is
A goodbye
To all the things
We did
To all the nostalgic
Memories we made
This is a goodbye
To you
As I thought you were.
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