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May 2015
Never once in my life did I ever think about what the stars in the night sky would look like behind your head,
We're both just burnt out,
Too exhausted by what life has thrown at us,
Each curve ball has taken a curve of us with it ,
You jumped over the cracks in my heart like the cracks in your life,
I'm sorry I'm not her,
I'm sorry for all the wrongs I could never make right,
But I'm not sorry for the way that I feel,
In the state where I could never feel anything, where I was as good as dead you were the very thing that made me feel most alive,
For that I thank you.
Sorry but I'm not sorry.
Heather
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Heather  Ireland
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