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My Mistake

I told myself I needed you... I believed that it was true. Now I know that all I need to do is get the Hell away from you. You made me so happy... You gave me so much love. Now I know that what is best for me is to turn and run. You told me that I was safe... You promised that I wouldn't get hurt. Now my heart lies shattered and bleeding in the dirt. You told me all these things... You said that happiness was real. You never told me that the pain would overtake me...how giving up would feel. I'm sorry that you don't believe me... I'm sorry that you can't see. I'm sorry that you'd choose to believe a stranger over me. I'm sorry that you'll never know the truth... I'm sorry that you'll never be... Everything to me that you were...that I thought you would and could be. That was my mistake... Don't worry... I'll never make it again...hearts once broken don't easily mend.
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