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Apr 2016
I hate being with you.
Because I love being with you.
My heart leaps upon seeing you.
My stomach drops at your presence.
It is wonderfully foolish.
You give me peace,
You give me comfort.
You are my home in a strange place.
You make my smiles real,
And you taught me how to cry.
You make life worth living
And you are the only thing
That makes me fear death.
You are my best friend.
You are my whole world.
You are my only light.
You have my whole heart.
I love being with you.
But I hate being with you.
Because being beside you
Makes me remember
That you belong to her.
You will never be mine.
Being beside you,
I feel alive.
I feel love,
I feel tomorrow,
I feel miracles,
And I feel the universe.
But being beside you,
I feel pain.
And the world may crash around me
And burn me to my bones,
And still I will never feel truer pain
Than when I am beside you.
Beside you
Ready to give you my all,
But you oblivious and content
Because she already is your everything.
Angela Moreno
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