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Jun 2011
I wonder what you think of me now.
I could ask, but how?
I'm afraid of what you'll say.
I think about you each and every day.
God, just take me now.

You'll never love me again.
Am I still your dear friend?
The confusion irritates me so.
Why won't you just go?
Will this ever end?

But you can't leave me,
We're not meant to be.
But maybe one night,
No fear or fright
Then we can make this right
And I can say good bye,
Find someone else,
Even though I fell
For you, my Love
You have flown away, you gentle dove.

You've soared away
Out of my reach

You taught me many things;
Not to dwell on the past,
Not to hold grudges.

Patience is Virtue,
Something you once said
When we talked about future relations
And something I'll never forget.

I hope you keep your promise..
I've learned you're a man of your word.
Not just something I heard;
It's something you said.
Let's do something together
Before we're all dead.
First I was doing Limerick's, then I was just rhyming then I said ***** it.
I don't have good timing.
Hannah West
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