Maybe...just maybe...
It wasn't love.
Maybe...It was the attachment issues that made me miss you...
Maybe it was the fear of being alone,
That kept me reaching for a silent phone.
Or the comfort of a familiar friend,
That made me long for you again.
Maybe it was the dreams we never shared,
Or the moments when I thought you cared.
The promises that fell apart,
Leaving scars upon my heart and arms.
Maybe it wasn't love at all,
But a yearning for something to break my fall.
A habit, a need, a fleeting disguise,
A brick of pain behind tired eyes
Maybe...just maybe...
It was never meant to be.
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