What My Thoughts Lead To What My Thoughts Lead To:

I sit here and think

About everything

That we had both said--

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Why did it have to

Be this way?

Why didn’t you

Choose to stay?

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I wanted you

To see that

I am here for you.

I wanted you

To be there

For me too.

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I am sorry to say

That she looks like a fake.

I am sorry to say

That you may have made a huge mistake.

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I hate to admit

That I am jealous of you two.

I hate to admit

That I truly fell in love with you.

Written 8/22/08.

(the "--" are space fillers)