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Guilt pt4

There was never one quite like you
Not that I had met before
One who does not want or need so much
One that is content with me being a bore
Others all wanted one thing and one thing only
They craved it and nothing more
But no, not you, you did not
Though I hid my core
Never to be used by, but still to be wanted
Not to be needed in a moment and then never again
There never was one quite like you
The one who was never quiet, yet made no noise
The one who showed me your world
Your insights, your debates, your joys
Whilst I was always one abandoning and abandoned
Silent, insecure, touched by boys
No, I never met one quite like you before
It makes me wonder if parts of me could have been saved
From those who only needed and wanted one thing
From those who consistently craved
Eventually I gave up and gave in to my darker parts
But I regret that you now know me as no other
Than the one who could bare no more and caved