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It was the night I first saw you dance I knew I loved you.

Maybe even now when I can't remember if you loved me the same, I remember the way you moved across the stage like a little firefly. It was beautiful. You were beautiful. You are beautiful.

I hate feeling this way, wishing I could see you dance once again. The smile that moved your mouth ever so slightly.

It's at these times I wonder why? Why you left? Was I not good enough for you? Did I not give enough things to you? Did I not believe in you? Maybe you were right, I was selfish.

Selfishly, throwing my life away to follow you. Selfishly, giving you my heart, my soul for you to safeguard. That was my mistake. I selfishly gave you me. And that was all it took for you to take me and throw me away, selfishly.

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