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Jan 2011
I wish you never made me smile.
Because
Everytime you do,
I miss you.
And I tell myself,
We can be friends.
And I should try,
Just one more time.

But friends
Don't make you cry
And then
Kiss you goodnight,
Just to leave you hanging.

They don't
Hold your hand
While you
Pour your heart out,
Just to disappear.

And they sure as hell
Don't make promises
**Just to break them.
© January 12th, 2011 Moriah Jean

For Andrew.
But I'm okay with it.
Now it's just therapeutic.
Written by
Moriah Jean
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