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...and so youfve found another.
How could this be?
We were an "us"!
The knowledge that he could never replace me cannot assuage.
The pain of knowing you had to try.
You're mine and I'm yours, 'til death.
Or so I thought.

I can't speak with you anymore.
I can't call you anymore.
When I need you, which is all the time.
When I'm at my weakest, for fear
It'll be used against me.
It's like this is a struggle, but that isn't the way it should be.

So much hatred spoken of me from people that don't know me.
So much hatred spoken of me, from one that knows me most.
Not best, but most.
Others words bounce, like rays of the sun on the mornings' snow.
Yours pierce. Thinking yoU've said I am what I am not.
Regardless. I steel myself.
I KNOW Iam stronger.
I KNOW Iam harder.
Stronger and harder than all of you.
You cannot do what I've done.
You cannot bother bother to walk around the corner!
You cannot make the effort.
You are not me.
You are not a person that does,
but one that reacts.
You are not a warrior...despite my best efforts to make it so.
You're a jealous kind.
Sad
We've caused kids that are now grown,
that grew up together, but we'd never known;
To stop seeing each other!
Our lives and our lies.
No longer consume just us.
So if a fight or many is what it will take to right it all.
If that will make them quite themselves.
If that will make you stop
I'll fight.
Though they've ALL had their opportunities,
Yet never moved to.
Maybe it was fear or courtesy.
Since I know them, I suspect I know which it was
I made a promise to myself a long time ago.
And to you, in truth.
That the days of drinking, and fighting, and.. the hell of it all.
I said I would never do it again.
I said this because I felt you deserved it.
Perhaps I was wrong.
Perhaps cheering against me was something I deserved?
Perhaps
And the little ones call..
So we'll be pushed aside again.
To be dealt with later.
But the burning question of when still flares.
I miss you so much, then I remember. And the pain of it all.
It revisits.
And the words, "You should've thought about that before you did ..."
ring hollow, for all I did was live for you.
I carried you when you had no legs,
I held you up when you had no strength,
I cried for you when you had none left in you,
but put the ray of hope and laughter in your heart.
I showed you that you could do
what YOU considered impossible.
If only you'd believe in yourself.

and so you can,
but without me.

and that deserves hatreds?

You said you liked it, I gave it to you.
You said you loved it, and I gave that to you.
These clowns that you call friend are not.
They are jealous and selfish.
But then again.
Maybe that's what you need?
The seconds of anotherfs love cannot compare to the eternity of us..
No matter how it hurts.

It could be thought that hating me gives you comfort.
Justifies what you've done.
You say your words to the sympathetic ears,
In a foul attempt to cover your fears.
The fear that I'm right.
The fear that you're wrong.
You've been wrong, but your pride refuses to let go.
Perhaps Ifve been wrong.
The gods know it's happened in the past.
I was fooled by the greatest of tricksters.
Love.
Never again, I tell you this now.
Never again, is today my vow.


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