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Realization

I realize I am young

I realize I am small

I realize I'm mature

I realize that I'm really not that mature at all.

I realize that I'm chatty

That I murmur endlessly

I realize I'm not perfect

I realize I'm not skinny

I realize that I'm funny

I could make you laugh for days.

I'd say I know myself pretty well.

But the hardest thing for me to realize

Maybe the hardest thing I've ever had to,

Was that you don't love me.

That you probably never have

And you probably never will.

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nadia-1
Published
Apr 3, 2015
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Dated 7/09/12

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#love#truth#honesty#thoughts#unrequited#youth#repetition#self-image#self-worth
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