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Blessed Curses

(10/17 / Augusta)

I must admit


I must admit
That I cannot truly love you
Because my heart does not belong
To us,
I am sorry...

I must admit
That I cannot sit here
And lie
Like my soul yerns for you
When clearly it does not,

I know you must be crushed
I can see it in your eyes
As you stand there in disbelief
I can hear your heart cracking
As tears wash your face

I cannot stand to know
That I've skard you for life
I apologize
But someday as you held me
You would have realized
My heart
Was in the arms of another.

Submitted: Thursday, June 13, 2013
Edited: Friday, June 14, 2013
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This poem was inspired by someone who told me at the time when we were dating that they could not love me because they loved someone else.

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