oh baby, what have I done?
I know this is killing you
like it's killing me
but even if I have to die inside
maybe you'll have a chance to live
and be happy
but oh baby
I miss you
she's not you
I need you
I can't have you
I want you
you're not mine
I can't forget you
please forget about me
because if I had you
it wouldn't be just you and me
it'd be you, me, and him (her?)
I'm killing myself slowly
but that's okay
you've got to live for me
if you can
please baby
smile once in a while
I need you to
be happy
without me
I hate thinking about
what could have been
and about how
you're with him
and it kills me
but that's okay
baby, you be happy
okay?
I'll be happy
in my own way
I have you
in my own way
but
oh my baby
my sweet baby
you're not my baby
anymore
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BURN (Wattys2015?)
Poetry"Poetry...is thoughts that breathe and words that burn."--Thomas Gray "Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash." --Leonard Cohen Poems on the tough stuff in life. Poems on the crazy good stuff in li...
