You never loved me.
I see that now.It was never meant to be.
I should have seen that somehow.But I was young and naïve,
How could I have seen the signs?You always knew you'd leave,
It was said in between the lines.Even though, I still love You,
And probably will for centuries.It's going to have to do,
To only have you in my memories.
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What I Know to be True
PoetryA collection of poems by a person whom is trying to collect her pieces up off the ground.