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Him.

I miss you.
I know we won't have this anymore.
I know I fucked up.
I know I can't fix it.
I wish I knew how to fix it.

Somehow I can't help myself when I think of you.
Somehow I know we can do this.
Somehow I know you still love me.
Somehow I still have faith.
Somehow I still love you.

You miss me.
You want me.
You want to hold me and kiss me.
You want me to be yours.
You want me but you replace me.

Our love is great.
Our lives are different.
Our lives are fucked up
Our feelings are the same but we can never make it up.
Our hearts beat as one.


We fight.
We cry.
We know deep down that both of us still care.
We know we want each other.
We want love and passion.

She is in the way.
She loves you.
She wants you with all her heart.
She is waiting for you.
She will miss you.

He is in the way.
He loves me.
He wants the sex.
He is always looking for a good time, and I'm always there.
He will miss me.


I love you, I want you, I miss you, and I wish I could hold you tight and never let you go. I know I messed up, and I wish I could fix it. I just want one thing, To know you will always be there, and will always be mine. However I'm pretty sure you will never come back to me.
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