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Oct 2018
It's not that I could never love you,
You're the only person
I have ever come close to loving.
There is just one thing that stops me.
Her.
You still think you love her.
You think she is the best
You could ever have.
but–
little do you know
she doesn't love you.
True love doesn't act like that.
True love won't control you.
True love trusts.
True love cares.
And true love just isn't there.
I want to love you,
I really do,
But waiting is breaking my heart.
And it hurts.
Because I was always there for you.
And she never was.
I was the one that has always understood,
and she never does.
I am the one that pretends like it doesn't hurt.
I  can take the pain,
But only for so long.
But time is running out,
And I can't do this much longer
I don't know guys... this is probably the most honest poem I have written in a while. The formant *****. It is very random, and it makes little sense, but I hope y'all can understand
Estella
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Estella  18/F
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