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Sep 2014
You don't know how it feels
To second guess myself.
You don't know how it feels
When someone tells me otherwise.
I want to trust you.
I do trust you.
But I know what it's like to be an option.
I'm not even sure if I'm your
First,
Second,
Or third.
& let me tell you,
It's not fun.
It's not pretty.
And above all,
It's not fair.
I've been trying to be real to you,
And then she comes along.
Of all people.
Of all timing.
It's her and it's now.
I pray
And I h o p e
That you aren't lying.
I pray
And I h o p e
That you mean what you say.
I pray
And I h o p e
That you aren't going to just leave.

I know it isn't always the best-
But then again,
It's not always the worst.
So say you'll stay?
Even just for a minute or two.
Or maybe even fifteen.
Cause just a second seems like forever
Before you slip
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May 01, 2012
Lani Foronda
Written by
Lani Foronda  San Francisco
(San Francisco)   
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