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I told myself,


Day after day,


That I didn't love you.


This day, 


was when I started believing my own lies.


I made them reality.


When I saw you, 


My heart didn't skip a beat.


When I heard your voice,


From across the hall.


I didn't hold my breath.


I went on with my day.


I hated this,


I had lied too much,


I wasn't thinking right.


I lied to myself all the time.


They weren't white lies.


And I needed to stop.


But the only way to stop..


Is to go back to where you started.


Where is that you ask?


Where I started, was 


              you.

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