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But.... I Still Love You
A hug and a hello
A hug and a goodbye
I could tell you that I've cried
night after night
dreaming of our once blissful eden
only to awaken to find it barred
Another day, the same waiting game
I wait for you to walk in
to see you and hope you're feeling fine
forever caught in the wishful thought
that you will once more be mine
but you never have the time
so when I cry
it's for the love
I lost and will never be able to find
I cry for the dream you gave me
and how it now lays dead in my heart
the blade you thrust into my soul
shattered an important part of me
but the worst part is
I still love you
after eight long, miserable months
Missing, wishing, remembering
I still miss you
the way you touched me
your breath on my neck
the way you held me
kissed me with the greatest passion
The way you smell
the way you taste, walk, and speak
it's all engraved into me
when you hold me
I remember your strength
the physical power that stole my breath
I still love you
even after you said you used me
I still look up to you
even when I know your heart holds hate
I still need you
and I curse myself for being such a fool
and I still see you
in my head and waiting for me in my dreams
and it's always the old you
the loving, ever enchanting you
the you that I will forever wait for
not the new you
the one that doesn't want me
anymore...
A hug and a goodbye
I could tell you that I've cried
night after night
dreaming of our once blissful eden
only to awaken to find it barred
Another day, the same waiting game
I wait for you to walk in
to see you and hope you're feeling fine
forever caught in the wishful thought
that you will once more be mine
but you never have the time
so when I cry
it's for the love
I lost and will never be able to find
I cry for the dream you gave me
and how it now lays dead in my heart
the blade you thrust into my soul
shattered an important part of me
but the worst part is
I still love you
after eight long, miserable months
Missing, wishing, remembering
I still miss you
the way you touched me
your breath on my neck
the way you held me
kissed me with the greatest passion
The way you smell
the way you taste, walk, and speak
it's all engraved into me
when you hold me
I remember your strength
the physical power that stole my breath
I still love you
even after you said you used me
I still look up to you
even when I know your heart holds hate
I still need you
and I curse myself for being such a fool
and I still see you
in my head and waiting for me in my dreams
and it's always the old you
the loving, ever enchanting you
the you that I will forever wait for
not the new you
the one that doesn't want me
anymore...
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