Love may never last. It leaves you crying alone at night, full of pain.
Never being able to carry on, but you can. I promise the pain goes away,
But not with out a price.
You lose your trust in people. People look at you and see who you want them too see, not who you are.
You put on a smile and only your true friends, the ones you love, can see what is truly wrong.
I sit there late at night wondering if all guys are this cruel.
I look at my life and the wonderful friends I have and I think I'm pretty good off without a soul mate for now.
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