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Finally Letting Go

I made mistakes from the very start,
And now I must pay for those, with damage to my heart
Stupid fantasies led me to believe you were 'the one'
I really want you to make some girl happy, 
But now I know,
She's not me

I didn't realize how much this would hurt me,
I guess I cared more than I knew
And I may have hurt you too
And all is forgiven.
In that aspect, I want to start fresh and new
but I know it won't really be the same,
Behind the fear and charade
I'm trying hard not to doubt you
With God I can trust
I just hope and pray you're feeling the same way,
Oh you must!

Sometimes I get caught back up in wishing it wasn't so,
But that's just petty infatuating, boy would I know!
I think I've recently matured in our friendship
And now I'm fairly certain that's all it will ever be
but still at times I may fall back,
And I then have regrets about letting you go
But I can't go through that again, I won't do it to myself
So I will fade back into the shadows

Someday my prince will come, and your princess too
But anymore I just don't think we are the missing,
Matching
Pieces of the other's puzzle
I don't want to be wrong on this,
Because I don't want to go back
For I'm not sure I could step out on that limb of trusting you again
Oh, how so much can change in a week, a day
But even still
In the blink of an eye

I don't know if ignorance really is bliss?
Not if your feelings and heart are involved for sure
For you can fall into an unhealthy cycle
Of 'fairytale dreams' and 'happily ever afters'

I know I'll always miss you with a piece of my heart
And from me, your memory will never depart
You will always be special to me
In a way others don't understand,
But that ache will fade some
I'll move on,
And I will then be free to dream again

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