When I stop wanting
What I know I can't have
When I stop believing
In the beautiful dream of you
When my heart
Catches up to my head
And the reality that you
Are not meant for me
Sets in
Then I will stop hurting
Then I will be free
And only then
Will I be able to pick up
The fragmented pieces
Of my broken heart
And begin this journey anew
Until then...
I am lost
And hurting
Unable to heal
And I can't forgive you for that
Maybe I never will
You abused a precious gift
My love
Simply and only
For you
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