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Jan 2011
Softly whispering nothings from each of his lips,
He promised he would cure the hurt,
And gave her his heart, which caused her alert.

In reply to his gift, the girl backed away,
"For no one has lived here,
Not even for a day,
No one can break this,
And that's why I can't stay
"

He poured out 'I love you's
and wished for one kiss,
but the girl had already run,
leaving behind the bliss.

For years he tried to catch her,
Only to watch her scrape her knees,
If she only knew,
He held everything she needs.

For him to understand the feeling,
Of falling without falling at all,
is complicated and terrifying,
For running is what she knows, and it's all she can recall.

"Please don't mind me,
I'll be going on my way,
I know I will never see you,
Beyond the dreams I can't keep at bay
."

He begged for her hand,
He promised the sky,
He wanted this girl,
She was the apple to his eye.

I cannot keep running,
I cannot keep fleeing from your face,
I cannot keep pretending,
I didn't want that place


She'll wish she wasn't suffering,
from missing out on what's real,
and he'll go on believing,
her heart will always be sealed.

"Hurt is all I can offer,
Because I live in great fear,
that someday we'll have wrecked our perfect paradise,
and someday we won't be able to heal
."

She'll give an excuse for every attempt,
Of love he tried sheding,
From the deepest of depths.

She's sheilded herself,
Cold, bare, alone.
And the boy has stopped waiting,
For his heart to come home.
Jessica Rojan
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Jessica Rojan
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