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I wonder when I wont see her as my love

When will I stop needing her like a drug

Will I ever stop wanting a hug

Its like a parasite in me, a bug

I’m glad we aren’t together but I wish we weren’t apart

I can’t seem to find the right stitches to patch up my bleeding heart.

I now substitute hugs and kisses for blank stares in the hallways and classes

Its like I’m looking at my life through a set of broken glasses.

I just wanted to have my cake and eat it too

But happily ever after is far from true

I wish there was something I could do

Maybe I can finally find the right glue and pick up the pieces of my life

And put them all back together and make things right

But I know the sad truth

Without a solid foundation, you can’t put shingles on a roof.

But I wanted to finish that house

By making you my spouse

I guess sometimes we all fall too hard

Especially when we loose our V-card

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