98 Shawna L.
I've told myself;
not to love you,
To keep from braking down.
But I need what,
only you could give me.
The same love can never,
be found.
We shared something special,
but I only hurt you in the end.
But I get paid back everyday,
for what I did.
I look into those eyes,
and I see what can never be.
The way you use to love me.
And it hurts so bad,
not to be able to touch you.
To feel your body against mine.
But you must know;
my love will only grow,
with time.
And though we may never,
share that kiss again.
Know its still the same.
In the back of my mind;
when you walk away,
I still whisper your name.
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