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Created on: August 18, 2009 Last Updated: July 05, 2010
I don't want to...
Live the tragic love story, the love that can never be.
I don't want to fall madly in love with you all over again only to find it's too late.
I don't want to remember your touch on my skin, again and again.
I don't want to kiss like our lips were meant only for one another.
I don't want to...
feel the sand between my toes and imagine you there beside me,
I don't want to see the ghost of you in every doorway and on my pillow,
I don't want to hide this love ever more without a day in the sun,
I don't want the love we made to cloud my eyes until the day I die,
I don't want to...
Walk an empty earth in the lonely shadow of what could have been,
I don't want to carry this heavy weight of us each day,
I don't want my tears to burn these eyes as I fall asleep and as I wake,
I don't want to think of you looking into her eyes and holding her hand,
I don't want to...
Connect with another soul, experience another love, or welcome another embrace,
I don't want to hear you say our love will never work in our realities,
I don't want to be with someone who cannot make the possibilities come true,
I don't want to live on someone else's shelf as life passes by,
And yet, I don't want to...
Let go
Give you up
Walk away
Forget about us
This is not what I would choose.
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