She Wanted The Better Half.

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I could tell for days.

Something was hurting you and I didn't know what it could be.

You wouldn't tell me.

You did this to protect me.


"It was only when he was tired, I thought we were broken up"

But you're my everything.

Why would we break up?


I pray to God that the past 9 months weren't wasted.

You held my hand and we cried and listened to sad songs.

We talked about our future.

You were always there to pick me up when I was pushing myself down.


But now I can't have you anymore.

And I don't blame that boy and I don't even blame you.

Because at some point we are all confused.

But what I can't shake,

Is the fact that four months after,

I still love you.


And I'm scared to death that you'll never love me back.


~S

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