He carried the burden of taking care of her, loving her; and in the end only to find himself shut outside the doors of her heart because she wouldn't admit even to herself, that she was in love with him.
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Two Years Late
PoetryA collection of moments where rhyming was necessary. Short, simple poetry; yet, those who relate - too many. Weird titles for humor, but that doesn't make the poem experience less painful. Those titles are painful to me though. You'll see.
