The thought of him comes often
Why should I pretend?
I fucked this up at the end
Love subsided…
Subsided from him
I still feel it within!

Made many mistakes
None regretted more
Then letting him walk out the door

Now wanting him ever more
But for me he waits no more
I’m sure…he’s gone!
It aches so deep
No words could convey...no words he'd believe
I need him like I need to breathe!
 
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