I believe in you. I'll give up everything just to be with you. I have to be with you to live, to breathe. You've taken over me. Have you forgotten all I know and all we had? You've seen me mourning my love for you, and touched my hand. I knew you loved me then. Now I look in the mirror and see your face. If I look deep enough, there are so many things inside that are just like you, and they're taking over me. You may not think about me anymore, but I think about you. I lie awake and try so hard to think of ways to fix what was ours. But I've barely found the faintest clue. I might know what to do....
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Misunderstood
PoetrySometimes you just need to say something, even if nobody else understands....