As we talk on the phone i feel so happy. I hang on every word that is spoken.
my inside my heart is still broken.
i know that he is not mine. but, still his heart is so devine.
he dose not know my love for him. he dose not know how bad i want him mine.
but, what he wants is what i will give, even iif that means for me not to live.
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love should be bliss. but ironically, it hurts.
*hugs!*
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