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Blank stare through my body that's what he feels when he looks at me.Past
friend in his eyes he sees that what he feels when he hugs me.Yet I'm not
returned divine feelings that continue to be produced.I'm immune to his heart but
defenseless against his love.I tell myself " oh he ain't worth it " yet I find my self
back involved. Get over him, my friends tell me, let yourself be the only one you
love. Although I know they're right, go back to him, I might.Despite the million
times he's lied. I still crave to be by his side. Kill for him I could.Die for him I
would.But for me, spit if there's a fire, if he said he would he'd be a liar.Care for
me he couldn't less.That is unless he had me undress.And yet, drop my pants
for him quick I would.Only to be involved with him if I could.Love him I promise I
do. And for him sacrifice myself, I would. Just to hear him say I love you.Degrade
my being, possibly.Could it be love? Maybe.But what if he wont call me his baby?
I'd still risk my all and try, Just to have him to stand by.I told myself no boy would
have me like this.He changed from just a boy when he gave me that kiss.The day
he pulled me back right as I was about to leave.He told me never to go because I
was the Girl of his dreams.But I guess he woke up, that cold night we broke
up.He found the girl of his reality.Better than me,he thought she'd be.I see that he
loves her but he continues to tell me. I must be blinded by love because I have
yet to see, the wrong that others say he protrays.I have to be legally blind or this
love thing is all in my mind, because once again I say I love him.Just so I am
sure he knows he knows it.I know he loves me even though he never shows it. In
my fairytale world I'm his number 1 girl.But in reality I'm his once used to be.I
refuse to see the difference.I am allergic to the real and have a prescription to the
imaginary.Only to believe for myself that i'm his lady.How could I keep up with
this?Maybe all I need is one more kiss.But possibly not.That might hurt me more
maybe alot.So I should give up.No to do that you have to have guts.And against
love I develop a fear one that refuses my defense near.
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