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Sep 2010
He loves her
And that's okay with me
Because I never really loved him anyway

He loves her
And her ocean colored eyes in the sunshine
With a laugh that only comes out at the most sincere of times

He loves her
And they look so beautiful together
Hand in hand kissing silently in the grass

He loves her
I swear I wasn't spying
But admiring that maybe someday my love will come home to me again

He loves her
Does my love feel the same about me?
Will he hold me with the same intensity?

He loves her
And I walk away
With the hope that tomorrow will be closer than yesterday
Written 6/7/2008
Justine
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Justine  33/F/Pacific Northwest
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