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Jan 2015
I find myself
thinking about him,
every second
of every day.

I smile,
at the memory
of him.

I enjoy
Every moment,
I spend with him.

I can feel myself
slipping on
the edge,
falling in love
with him

And then i realize,
he doesn't
feel the same,
he never will.

I'm falling,
And i know
he won't be there
to catch me.
Ciske
Written by
Ciske  South Africa
(South Africa)   
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