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Words Mean Things...

by Jesska

She didn't know the love he had She didn't know all the beautiful things he did just for her smile He worked in a cloak in the dead of night, Planning a life for the 2 of them Plans for two mean nothing, when only one knows How could he say nothing and do so much? So she is BROKEN and confused while thinking their love was onesided Her friends knew how he felt. He talked to them But no words were given to the one who needed them the most. Lonely is the heart who loves the emotionally timid Just talk to me Tell me the things you can share so easily with everyone else Just say it Or else I'll never know.
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Published
Jun 9, 2014
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My way of saying that nothing is too small or insignificant when dealing with the matters of the heart. ALWAYS tell the other how you feel <3

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#love#heartbreak#words#unsaid
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