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Nov 2014
He's a shooting star,
You can love him even when he's so far.
I was crumbling and falling.
I was tired of being called a lie,
So sick of it I wanted to die.
I met you and you told me,
"If you do not love him, it's not meant to be."
I left him because you were right,
I cried all day and honestly, all night.
I did not love him, yet he loved me,
I only wish that's what my friends would see.
They left me broken-hearted,
They thought I had been outsmarted.
They claimed,
"Rosie, you left Fire because you found someone more,
You left him crying and you went to Wisp for galore."
Some "friends," because if only they knew,
The love between Fire and I just wasn't true.
I went back to Wisp, yes I did,
And guess what he said?
"What your friends did to you ****** me off.
How dare they think that about you?" He scoffed.
You still loved me,
Through the rumors.
I just wanted to say,
I'm lucky to have met you in every way.
Thank you for what you did two nights ago,
Because of it, I did not go for the knife.
And if you ever need it,
I'm here to pull you out of your strife
I will be waiting for you.
Echo
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   SamanthaW
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