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Hello Haley Nov 2013
I sit here wondering why I've let others hurt me.
Why I have fallen for those who didn't love me.
Why I watched over the ones who didn't care.
They leave me broken as I'm still trying to pick up the pieces from the last time I was shattered.
Now I've made the same mistake as I have before.
I've let down my guard too soon.
I've let you in too fast.
Now I'm here hurting just like I did with the last.
Hello Haley Nov 2013
Do you see it?
The tears. The shame.
Do you smell it?
The whiskey. The *****.
Do you feel it?
The tension. The pain.
We went downhill fast.
Too fast.
We couldn't stop and we didn't want to.
We needed to but never understood why.
But we see it.
We feel it.
We hate it.
Can we be saved?
Saved from each other?
We did say forever.
We promised God.
For better or worse.
Remember, baby?
Because I don't.
Hello Haley Oct 2013
When you said you understood, you clearly didn't
When you said you wanted me, you actually wanted something else
When you said you'd never leave me
With the pain those had left me with before, you lied right to my face
But I knew this would happen
I knew you would do this to me
I knew you would just be a regret
And I let you in anyway
I am stupidity at its finest
Hello Haley Aug 2013
I knew her heart was there but she didn't listen
My words had numbed her the day before
And today, I see her white gown flowing in the wind
Her emotions stirred like the leaves of the shivering willows
He sees her madness as she sinks
He knows her eyes were never fixed on him
I feel a tear sliding down my cheek
I wipe it off as if it were never there
The preacher's words call for silence
It falls as heavy as our hearts
The bride's eyes cry for help
She's calling for me
I know if I hold this in it will not be considered peace, it will be agony
His eyes are begging me to hold my words
So I do, out of respect
I see her hopes fall
Her happiness, crushed
The rings are put on fingers meant for lovers
Rings meant to symbolize eternal love but to her, they mean nothing
Just cold metal clutching to her finger
Reminding her of the imprisonment of unhappiness
I see her resentment to me
I may never be forgiven but is it my place to ruin a happy day?

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