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To have been in love, Loved completely, To have completely lost, Lost so deeply I couldn’t be found by anyone but myself, For myself I moved on, On with the new, New love came and went It went by so fast though it feels so fresh, New to me every day that I don’t feel, The feeling of an electric shock running through my body when we touch, Your touch scares me, too familiar, easy to get lost in, but I want it Good idea, bad idea, I’m not thinking anymore, Anymore than I should have to, Too many times I was hurt, Why think so hard over something like this, when it could just so easily disappear, I know better now, or do I? Is it there? The love I once knew. Me, him, we’re here, Trying to put the puzzle back together, Together, I hear what he’s saying, Words that make me want to believe, But believing is hard or though it seems, When you gave all your love already, And it wasn’t good enough, Even when things are going smooth, it’s proven to never be steady.
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Nov 10, 2010
Nov 10, 2010 at 8:16 PM UTC
Putting a thing like love back together
To have been in love, Loved completely, To have completely lost, Lost so deeply I couldn’t be found by anyone but myself, For myself I moved on, On with the new, New love came and went It went by so fast though it feels so fresh, New to me every day that I don’t feel, The feeling of an electric shock running through my body when we touch, Your touch scares me, too familiar, easy to get lost in, but I want it Good idea, bad idea, I’m not thinking anymore, Anymore than I should have to, Too many times I was hurt, Why think so hard over something like this, when it could just so easily disappear, I know better now, or do I? Is it there? The love I once knew. Me, him, we’re here, Trying to put the puzzle back together, Together, I hear what he’s saying, Words that make me want to believe, But believing is hard or though it seems, When you gave all your love already, And it wasn’t good enough, Even when things are going smooth, it’s proven to never be steady.
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Nov 10, 2010
Nov 10, 2010 at 8:16 PM UTC
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