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May 2014
Afterwards you looked
stricken. But you
held
me.
And we talked. Kind of.
Words don't always come so easily.
I told you about jealousy and you spoke of confusion.
Two people can make you feel. I believe that.
I asked what
who
made you happy.
I've been making you happy lately. Its like you had to force those words up. Something scared you and I know they're true but I'm still scared too.
You said it can't happen again and I stood for honesty
So you explained. "I said it can't happen. Not that it won't."
Cassie Stoddard
Written by
Cassie Stoddard  Missouri
(Missouri)   
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