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(Something written for me by someone I used to love... and supposedly used to love me. For all you people who believe that it's always the guys fault. astounding) Have you ever seen it? I see him out of the corner of my brown Almond shaped eyes..his are equally as gorgeous if not far more infinitely beautiful. Sometimes I feel like kneeling down in front of him, grasping onto his two large hands and placing my small ones in them and just gaze into those eyes without speech. I hardly ever know what to say, and when I do formulate my words, I become victimized by dyslexia. He's the only one that does this to me. The only one, the only guy, the

Stop torturing me with your calls and texts... you've broken me already so just let it be. I've had enough I honestly cannot take anymore. We are in different places now and the city loves you far more than it loves me so just live your life and be happy with it without me. I cannot take this anymore I truly can't... you haunt me every second of the day when you do these things you are killing me. You have taken so much that I will never get back. All the warmth and trust I once had is now gone, everything good I had I gave to you so cherish those gifts they are far more valuable than a kiss or intimacy or jewlery. I'm be

Most of my thoughts have centered around the tremendous amount of heart-ache I've been feeling and how it really is only me that feels this way. In reality I'm the only one with a broken heart, the only one who has lost or gained anything from it all. She calls me when she's lonely or sad, when I'm the only one that will pick up the phone cause she knows I will, and everytime she does I fall right back into that drugged up feeling. Sick with love, desire, and a belief that this time it will be different. For me it's a truly meaningful and hopeful romance, for her it's just another high I suppose, a fix. I guess the thing I have always unders