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May 2013
I looked to you* (longingly)
(waiting) for a sign
that you knew what we were (for)
and that you knew (something) about being half of a whole
and (that) you understood that I meant it when I said that I (would) love you always.
More than anything I wanted to (bring) doubt; I didn't want to believe we were not the same people
I wanted (you) to be okay.
But when you looked (back) at me
I couldn't help but (to) notice
You did not see (me) anymore.

*k.l.
Katie Lorenzo
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Katie Lorenzo  Chicago
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