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[title] => Fairytales don't happen.
[time] => 2014-12-26 23:46:21
[hometext] => Guess it wasn't meant to be... This beautiful guy deserves better then me anyway.
[bodytext] => If it's for the best, why does it feel so wrong? If it's not meant to be, then why do I still dream of you. Why do I think of you all through the day, why can't I get you off my mind? A kiss so wrong, but felt so right. I keep thinking back to then, when it happened. That's when It clicked. The emotions. The feelings. I could fall for you. I could fall hard. I feel empty, alone, and saddened by the thought of there not being a us. You're one of the very few I trust. I wish you could see, see everything that you mean to me. I sit at home, I lay alone. I imagine you here. But deep inside I know that you're no where near. It's not okay, it won't be okay. I won't be okay. I'm so grateful for you, and all you do. When I look at you, I see it's true. Honest and kind, I wish you were all mine. I sent him the message, the message to say goodbye. With the press of a button, I crashed and cried. He will never know, never know how much it took to write. that's okay, Beacuse I'm used to getting hurt, I could of love you. I could be with you. I could have made you my world. But that's okay, because I know I don't deserve you. For that I know is true. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 191 [topic] => 21 [informant] => LauranHyde [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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