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Resentment
You told me you loved me and that you cared. You promised sweet kisses and to always be here. You were once so good and kind, gentle and so very sweet. When just thinking of you my knees grew weak. When you're hands were in mine, chills ran up my spine. Now my world is upside down All the silence is now sound. Fantasies are nightmares, dreams are like hell You don't hold my hand and I wonder who is it I am sharing my man with. Your lies are effecting me, stressing me, making a mess of me. I can't even vibe with you, especially knowing you had her in your arms. The same ones that used to protect my worries and stop my fears. The hands that wiped away my tears. The lips that once gave sweet kisses and spoke soothing reassuring words The once welcoming sincere smell of you shirt now makes me sick to my stomach. Sick to the pit. I know I must face the truth. I hate this shit. I want to hate you but all that will do is cause pain to me. Only God knows how this is effecting you. And silly me still in love. Me. You. We. Her. You. Me. Pain. Sorrow. Resentment. You
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