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May 2014
When I was sad all the time
I had this delusional belief that 
once I had someone to hold on to –
someone to love
and to be loved by –
that I would be happy. 
But now that I have you,
and I hold you as often as possible,
I know what it's like to be pushed away.
And now that I love you,
you're the only thing that has the ability
to make me this sad anymore. 
And now that I know
what it’s like to be loved,
I'm too afraid to let you go.
Because, to be honest,
I really just don't want
to go back to being sad
all the time.
Written by
AE Wilson
274
   Chiffa
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