Not Meant To Be

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I'm not my own anymore.

I don't just live for me.

You're the reason I breathe now. 

Though you constantly take my breath from me.

Your beam is inviting.

And your words are exciting.

With just one glance, I feel we are uniting.

You have my heart, no doubt.

Anyone can see.

But the way I perceive you.

Is different then from you to me.

Emotions running deep.

Though you're blind to notice.

My love for you is internal.

And yet, 'friends' is all we'll ever be.

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