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Maybe I'm not the one
to save you from the ring.
Maybe I'm not the one
who will show you how to love.
Maybe it will be her
in the future.
Maybe it will be her
who will be your hero.
And what hurts the most
is that I don't want you to
wait until tomorrow—
I need to save you now.
I'm here now, I'm free.
Why don't you just
look at me and see if I
am worthy of your love.
I am not playing hero
because I know it's
possible I can be your true
Hero.
I may read a lot
that I become a hopeless
romantic.
I implore you to
just consider my offer.
I cannot bear to live
knowing I could've saved you
and you could've learned
to love sooner.
We don't know what will happen.
Maybe tomorrow
you'll die.
And like I said—
I cannot bear to live
knowing I could've saved you
and you could've learned
to love sooner—
than never.
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YOU ARE READING
Poem Addiction
Poetry"A poet's greatest strength is his words; his greatest weakness is his emotions; his greatest addiction is his paper that is the world he lives in." -Eskay Kitz-
