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Letters To My Luv

This goes out to my luv
For giving me every butterfly kiss and hug
I wonder why I couldn't keep you without a fuss
Sometimes in my world I wish it was only us

He stood by me while your heart began to crack
I fully admit my cause and effect in that
My point of loving you wasn't at all simple
I loved you from your smile up to your temples

My sayings of 'I'm sorry don't hate me" were all drowned out
I always wanted to remember something good without any doubts
Sitting in the same space without wording hurts
Wow, even when it comes to making up I'm not expert

We sat there thinking and dreaming of why we couldn't get it all
He pulled me close and kissed my lips when I saw your tears fall
It ain't easy and I ain't happy even though I think we'll be alright
Both were stubborn and had feelings for which we did not fight

I luv you and miss you every moment of waking
For everything I could stand to lose, on you I stake my claiming
We could never fight and that's where my own tears come in
You stood there and watched as he took every reason for us livin'

I can't cry anymore and wish my eyes weren't so red
The only place I looked for comfort was next to you in our bed
My small piece of mind is where we used to go late at night
To the park or around the block would be in my sights

I don't know what else to tell you and even when he isn't around
I find myself thinking of you with my eyes gazing to the clouds
My luv I'm sorry and  that time was bittersweet
I'd like to think in the back of your mind we still just have you and me
Written by WomanofDayandNight
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