I swear I am not a mother
I swear I have never given birth or adopted another
You would think I was, cause of the way I have been taking care of others.
The last person was actually my lover
I had nightmares about her leaving
& those days I just kept on dreaming
Weeks went by & swore I wouldn't cry.
Nightmares became practice, but even when she left I still wasn't ready.
Naive to think I could prevent my heart from breaking.
Our story was written
Our love was forbidden
Naive to think
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