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My Last Name

When it came to love I would always act strange younger me messed up with an amazing girl I'm sorry for all of the past pain I've only just realised you were the girl I should have married and gave my last name You came to me when I was too young to understand love I was wrong and I hold my hands up I was distant and unavailable emotionally I was scared anytime you got too close to me I had old wounds still bleeding that I tried to hide from you it scarred me more to know I wasn't able to be by the side of you I didn't have much confidence and didn't feel like I deserved you I was so busy crying over my own pain I was unable to see you were hurt too I pushed you away when I really wanted to pull you close I wish I was one of those who was full of hope But I was carrying so much baggage from my childhood I didn't know I was supposed to put those down while in love I wish we met now instead because I feel we belong tog.. I shouldn't say that I think we have unfinished business, now I have the abilities I used to lack It sucks when you meet the right girl at the wrong time When your heart realises this, for it to heal it will take a long time I see you've got a new man and you look happier than ever That's all I want, I was a fool for not having your smile be the one I treasured But I can't go back, I can only accept what is and hold my hands up I didn't appreciate how amazing you were, but I realise now because I've started to understand love All I can do is apologise for the way I acted when I was young Unable to express or show love due to scars that were on my heart I didn't know you were trying to heal them and give me a new start But now I've grown up and it's too late, I've realised you were the one

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