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Jan 2020
I miss her a great deal, but she doesn’t know how I truly feel.

She will only remember when I lost control, but she doesn’t know how much effort I put into keeping it all hidden away.

She will see the pain, but she doesn’t know that it’s from the constant vie within the depths of my soul.

She will gaze upon me with hate in those beautiful blueish green eyes, but she doesn’t know that I watched as they evolved from an innocent love.

She will count me as one of her greatest failures, but she doesn’t see the effort I spend to ensure that I will never fail again.

She will move on with the loss of my presence in her life, but she doesn’t know that I still hold true to my promise that she will be my last love.

She will one day see me stand on my own ground again, but what she doesn’t see is all the blood, sweat, and tears I will shed to make it out of my struggle.

She will see a smile painted on my worn face, but she doesn’t know that I would have been dead since the day she left.

She will learn from our toxicities within our passion, but she doesn’t know that I will have too.

She will change her look on Life, but she doesn’t know the animal I’ve become.

She will think everything is getting better again, but she doesn’t know that the chains finally gave way.

She will forget me, but she doesn’t know that her scent is forever embodied into my soul.

She will lay down to sleep, but she doesn’t know that I am outside her window.

She looks so peaceful in her dream state, but she doesn’t know what I have planned for us.

She will try to fight to survive, but she doesn’t know that I ensured she cannot escape.

She will disgrace her heavenly face with them ugly tears, but she doesn’t know that no matter what she offers, tonight is her last.

I miss her a great deal, but she doesn’t know how I’d truly felt.
Rodrigo Martinez Lopez
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