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He'll never know

He'll never know the moment I heard the door closed I left a present for him In the form of tears on the doorstep He'll never know I thought of him today I spend my nights with someone Else that I care for, but not as much as him He'll never know That I smile at the sound of his voice And that the butterflies inside Are just begging to be let out He'll never know How much I wish I was her And how much I wonder what would be different if I had stayed He'll never know How often I want to feel his comfort I still sleep the same As I did when I shared his bed He'll never know Just how much of an echo his presence leaves in me and how much it hurts to miss him He'll never know Just how much I'd give up for him And how helpless I feel when I think of the possibilities He'll never know Why I was so eager to be with him In hope that somehow I'd have a reason to stay He'll never know How much it hurt to see the color Fade from his eyes when Our lips touched the last time He'll never know When his fingers laced with mine He was not the only one Who felt at home
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miranda-cruzen
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Apr 21, 2011
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