Every little piece of my self being,
Is tested from tolerance and being mean.
So I breathe in all.i can take,
And all I can break.
Absorbed in my own self pity,
Feeling out of sorts and shitty.
Cross over to the other side,
Where thoughts are hidden, and you come for the ride.
Take in all.that you craved over the years.
And over the tears.
Believe me when I say, I haven't forgotten what you meant to me.
And how you longed to be free.
I never intended on bringing up the past.
But these feelings will always last.
We started off as friends,
Doesn't mean this will come to an end.
Breaking up what we thought was there.
One thing I realized is that you never said " I care."
©terrylin53
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