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*So I wrote this about a year ago, maybe longer than that, but I thought I'd out it on here. It's more of a reaching out to someone type of poem, and it's not as dark as the rest, but I hope you like it anyways*

It's about 2 a.m.
But I'm still wide wake
Because every time I close my eyes
All I see is your face
I'm haunted by what was
And what we used to be
Honestly I want you back
But the decision is not up to just me
You've been giving me mixed signals now
For about a week
I don't know if I should move on or wait for you to come back to me
I never know what your thinking
I never know what you want
So instead I just guess and hope that I'm not wrong
I hope that you'll come back
And that this time you'll stay
Because honestly the uncertainty is slowly killing me
It started in my head then moved to my heart
And as time goes on I'm completely falling apart
I don't know how much more I can take
Before I finally break
So a yes or no answer from you would definitely be great
I don't really know what else to say
And I don't have anymore words that rhyme
So I guess I'm gonna call it a day
Cuz it's waaaaay past my bedtime.

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