I took it all for granted,
All those little moments through the day.
It was all I ever wanted,
For you to see me that way.
Now every night I'm haunted,
Though it doesn't feel the same.
It was all I ever wanted,
To hear you say my name.
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Foreign Heart - A Poetry Collection
PoésieEmotions continue to perplex me, and this is me simply trying my hardest to understand where they come from and what they mean.
