Poetry.
You’ll never be the one,
Be the one to make love,
You’ll never remember what happens in this bed,
You’ll never know how my heart bled,
You’ll never know at that moment I wish there was dead,
You’ll never know that my heart will never mend,
You’ll never know how much I need you to say you love me too,
You’ll never know all the sexual things I wanted to do to you,
You’ll never know all the things I wanted to make you do,
you’ll never know your love is what made me thrive,
You’ll never know it was the only thing keeping me alive,
You’ll never know that I died inside.
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