You Call it Jealousy, I Call it the Fear of Losing You

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She is the girl who picks herself up

Every time she falls.

Be that girl  who everyone knew would

Make it through the worst.

There comes a time when

We have to stop crossing oceans

For people who won't even jump puddles for us.


She wanted to tell her how she felt,

But she was scared. Scared of being hurt again.

Scared of her not feeling the same...

Scared of  falling harder.

She is the one who

Spent her days smiling and nights crying,

She is the one who looks so damn strong,

But feels so frail.


People cry, not because they are weak,

But because they have been strong for too long.

Oh, she said, I am sorry,

I though you meant what you promised,

Silly me.


Behind my smile, is a hurting heart.

Behind my laugh, I am falling apart.

Look closely at me, and you will see,

The girl I am

Is not what I used to be.

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