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I’ve wanted this for so long But now that it’s in my grasp I’m hesitant to just go along I hold out my hand but feel the need to pull it back I want to meet you where you are and not be afraid of the next act But there have been so many lost…
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When love finds you again I pray that it is kind I pray that it’s rough hands touch you lightly under the moonlight and that it’s words are not just words with no weight or depth built into them I pray that you allow love to open your heart that you let the fear fall…
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I fear they are collecting pieces of me like infinity stones waiting for the perfect time to use them against me Slicing me into bite size parts to make me more digestible
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My love is deep like the ocean it can be a calm and inviting like a soft wave coming towards you playfully pushing you into the sand or it can drown you when the storm of my tears begin I wish my love was more like a shallow lake it would be inviting and maybe…
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I told the river how much it hurt to have you in my life They agreed they’d drown you if you ever came back around So here I am healing my heart and licking my wounds and yet I can’t keep my mind off of you I need to remember I made the same choices…
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I’m looking into the fog and I know one side is just a glass mirror yet I can’t figure out which is real and which is fake The sound of laughter fades in and out around me yet I can’t take a step forward I’m faced with my own indecision Hollowed out from fear of…
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I hear the words you are saying and finally I feel nothing I tried to feel something but something inside me said a resounding NO. NO. No you don’t get the pieces of me I once so freely gave No you don’t get to use my body and heart to fill your cup No you…
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I’m so tired of loving someone who made it clear they don’t care whether or not I’m apart of their life I’m so tired of thinking of this person. Of seeing their name or photo and my eyes filling with tears Anxiety and stress and heartbreak seeping into my soul and aching through my body…
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I’m trying to break this habit of missing you. Realizing that the person I thought you were was just a dream my memory created to keep me holding on. Maybe you never said the things I clearly remember you saying. Maybe I made it all up just to have the story in my head that…
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I gave you the love I should have given myself I trusted you once more hoping you had really changed and now I lay here cursing your name. I ran to the forest to clear my mind and it was so funny the peace I would find the light rain that would shadow the days…
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