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The Web Poetry Corner - Misty Lanigan - Untitled

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Misty Lanigan

What can I do, but fall for you
It's just like before, feelings of dejavu'
I can't understand how you feel
If I'm just crazy or the love is real
I wish we could go back to the way it was before
But I took the chance to shut that door
I've thought of my mistake since we said goodbye
But pride and shame made me not want to even try
I can't go on seeing you more often like this
When all I want is at least one sweet kiss
You're not free, so I couldn't even dare
I torture myself with thoughts that you still care
I don't seem to have the guts to admit this to you
But someday I hope you will see my love was true
I know I was young and naive with love
But my heart tells me you were more
than I could ever dream of
I hate myself now for taking that chance
But hopefully you do understand my circumstance
Maybe fate had a plan for you and me
Although my heart says we were truly meant to be
I am fooling myself to hope you still care too
I need to move on, but it isn't easy to do
I have to let go and end this foolish reverie
You have a new love and seemingly no feelings for me
I'll try to think of you less each day
But seeing you will make it harder anyway
Time heals all, some have said to know
I guess I have to trust that and try to let go
The future is a mystery I cannot foresee
Maybe it's better this way for both you and me
The pain of love and loss is better left that way
Fate may bring us together, or not, someday


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from: Woking, England, UK

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