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Unsteady Paces

Tell me what I did to make you think about me the way you do.
I never meant to hurt you.
Tell me why I'm spending nights up late with you on my mind.
Show me a sign.
You make me happy, but not when you're blue,
Please tell what it is I don't know about you.

My heartbeat pumps to the sound or your voice,
You have a choice.
I can't convince you to stay, and I won't try.
This is our final goodbye.
Show me that you're worth the wait.
Is this real?

Ah. Decisions. Decisions.
All these choices when I just want you.
All these reasons to find someone new, but
All I think about is you.
And my only question is
What did I do?
Nothing.
That's the problem...I did nothing.
Which made it all my fault. .
It was fun to live in a world like this,
But I think i should move on.
Ignorance is bliss.
Written by Ghost223 (The Midnight Poet)
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