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Over. . .

January 22, 2015
By Anonymous

all the things i ever wanted to hear

but its to late

all the fears you left me with are now yours my dear

but its to late

all the cries for me to keep you safer

but its to late

all the mistakes you made shot me like a snipper

 

nd yet 

my heart cries for you at night

nd yet

my mind kills me with your memories

nd yet 

my body bruised with your physicality

 

hate that

that i still love you so

hate that 

that i cant let you go

hate that

that i know your the one for me

 

but . . .

the damage is done

but. . .

the love is different now

but. . .

the one for you is gone


The author's comments:

found the one but they didnt know what they had till i was long gone


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