Right?

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Late at night,
telling myself I'm not in love with you.
Yet the voice in the back of my head sings a different tune.

Don't know if I should let it go or submit to my heart's desire.
Even though I know there's no way we can ever be together,
I still feel as if we're destined to be.

I'm forced to keep it all in the dark corners of my heart and watch you walk away with her,
a faltering smile dancing loosely at my lips.

If you love them, let them go. Right?

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