I tell myself to think of you only with a smile.
Think i would find peace in it worthwhile.
Yet, i keep getting hurt when i see you,
You hurt me at my lowest, when I was down I couldn't call and say I needed you.
I keep thinking of the times when you cried in my arms,
You really had me feeling for you.
I hoped no one would ever hurt you like this again and I'd make sure of it.
You couldn't and didn't do anything.
But, you could rely on me, even when I had to hug myself.
I knew what i was doing and i fought just the same,
It takes someone to love you, to know real pain.
I wish i could take it all from you,
But what i wish more is that you'd feel the same,
For yourself and for me..
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Lost, Found, And Chosen.
PoesieThis is a poetry book, it talks about lovers, it talks about everyday situations, it talks about love and the pain accompanied by it; It can break your heart or build it. Take the time to understand this poetry book and its effortless simplicity and...
