I wrote something for you, it was a while back though. I was so deeply "in love" with you at the time it shocks me. It's surprising that I felt something so strong at a certain point of time for someone I thought loved me, because now the very thought of you makes me shut down. The very thought of me loving someone makes me mad. I like someone right now, which I wish I didn't. Not for the mere fact that they couldn't or wouldn't like me back but because of you I don't think I could love them back. Sure, I like them, but really...Love? I don't know, you shattered my heart and only left me shreds. I don't want to give them that. I want to give them everything I gave you but more, because they deserve it. I believe they do.
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The Hardest Prison to Escape is your Mind
PoetryMy poems of healing quit short I must say although it took me about two years. I want you to see I'm better and that I don't need her.
