Hurt
It isn't your actions
Your yells
Your screams
That tear me apart inside...
It's knowing that
I did all this.
That I broke us.
A singular unit
That was so strong...
So beautiful
And fell in my actions.
I held someone
Who wasn't you.
I made her feel special
The way I want to make you feel
While in my arms...
I shared moments that
I should never have...
I would grovel on my knees
Let my hands be broken
My back in true shot pain
Nothing can replace the sorrow
Knowing I lost your blessing.
But I have to move...
No matter how much
I feel it tearing me
I can't forgive myself...
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Always thinking of the possibility of you and me...
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