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two souls

both alike in dignity

and yet vastly different

in a world that was made to be theirs

but far from where this story takes place

from promises of hatred

to declarations of love

and none that were deserved

because words mean nothing

without pure intention

we built each other

but in doing so

we had the blueprints to break each other apart

the exact weaknesses

pinpoints of where blows would best strike

and we blindly trusted each other

to protect

to care for

to love

but playing pretend works best when young

because the element of imagination

gets lost and forgotten over time

i wish your imagination came back

because if you had just played pretend

and gone along with the life i had planned for us

maybe i wouldn't be stuck here

years later

yet trapped back there

back with you

confined by my memories

the good, bad, and ugly

and yet i cannot call us a tragedy

as a tragedy occurs with a fatal flaw

but yet

you were my fatal flaw

trusting you

was the one thing that brought me down

infiltrated from the inside

like soldiers escaping from a horse

a disaster concealed as a good

and yet i loved you

i loved every aspect of you

your smile

your jokes

how the way you typed suited your mood

maybe you were the influence for my poems

i don't even know myself

but your lasting impact

has left me devastated

and yet

never was a story of more woe

than this of juliet and her romeo

how i wish you were mine. 

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