Tell the truth
You never wanted me
You think you love me
I can see it in your eyes
I can see it when you look at me
I can see it in your smile...
... your lies...
"Love is overrated"
so what if you're right
but then
why does my heart
feel so bad...?
why do you
make me
feel so bad...?
why do you
make me
what I am?
And what am I?
Do you have me all figured out
or are you just as confused
as I am...?
I took a deep breath
and let you in
only to discover
I inhaled far too much -
that breath was too shallow -
I waited so long to tell you
and now you are more than aware
but where do we go from here
where do "we" go?
Or
Where did "we" go?
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