Maybe this was for the best
But seeing you with her hurts
You're with her none the less
But I still find it hard to breathe
But loving you
Means wishing happiness
Maybe not for me too
And I'll accept that
It does not hurt to see you smile
The butterflies still migrate to my stomache
It hurts because you smile while
I stand alone
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A Compilation of My Soul
AcakThe best way to describe this is just as the title says- a compilation of my soul. These are the short stories, the poems, the scenes never completed, the lessons I have discovered in me through the years. I believed it only right to share them with...
