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Mar 2014
Was breaking up with you all that you were waiting for?
Or did you just go along,
Unready and unsure.
So here you are,
Alone at last,
What will you do now?
For I don't think you planned for this somehow.
Watching you go throughout life alone,
It makes me miss your skin on my breathe,
And then here I am again,
Calling your phone.
What love I have for you has yet to cease,
But I wish for this confusion to stop,
I just want to feel at peace.
I thought that what I did was right,
But lately,
These drinks aren't enough to help me sleep at night.
I lust for someone to hold me,
Tell me everything's okay,
It's what I crave,
What I breath for,
Just something to please brighten my day.
This broken heart of mine is my fault to blame,
Why do I always set myself up for this,
When I know the outcome will always be the same.
I want nothing simpler than a childhood dream,
I wish for love, compassion,
I want some self esteem.
So I'll try to replace you with hope,
Reaching the bottom of this bottle,
Tears spilling down my face,
I sit here wrecked,
Just trying to cope.
And as I wash down my worries,
Thinking about memories, old stories,
I'm hoping you'll come back;
But the truth is I pushed you out,
Broke your heart,
And those are just the facts.
Blythe Barrymore
Written by
Blythe Barrymore  Portland
(Portland)   
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