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He Said, She Said

She said, "It's too late, It'll never feel like this again." He said, "But I love you, Isn't that enough?" A gentle circumstance Becomes an arduous feat; For once she felt pain But saw the light. But the light could only survive for so long; Her happiness -- It hasn't vanished yet. Frightened and ashen, she turns away. She said, "This can't be right, And is the disappointment worth it?" He said, "But I love you, Isn't that enough?" Disappointment aside, She took a chance. Pulled the chains rooted in her heart, Finally free. He said, "Maybe this went too far; We should take a break." She said, "But I love you, Isn't that enough?" She found her heart, Soon enough for him to break it. But what was lost, Was what he wanted again. He said, "We can do this, Give me another chance." She said, "I let myself love you, And that just wasn't enough."
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caitlin-deaver
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Oct 14, 2011
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