Oh how wonderful of a day it is,
Yet I'll never know if I'm his,
For he will never be mine,
But still I'll ignore the plain obvious,
And live my life just the same,
This may be his little game,
But I will walk blindly into his arms,
Making the same mistakes,
All over again.
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I'm Just Trying To Find Painless Love
Poetry"Sometimes it's not the butterflies that tell you you're in love... but the pain." -Unknown Part Three: I guess I still need to learn. --------- A collection of 2018 and 2019 poems 12/3/19 #5 in livinglife #47 in painfullove 19/3/19 #182 in finding...
