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I'M Not Her

I know i can't talk to you, or crawl to you when i run. I realize I'm nothing more, then some naive fool. She meant something that possibly means the world, I just wish i was her; but I can't cause,I'm not other girls. I gave you what you wanted, she gave you,what you needed. from her there was lust, me I guess was your greed. You wanted friendship...something you thought you could never find. Her there was a kindred spirit...something we never had. I gave you love and hope for life, she gave you a future;possible wife. I lost my entire world but hey guess what it's okay your with her now, It's okay because she's like all the other girls. I hate the word love, cause it's thrown around all the time. Hate how she said it once and you fell for the crime. Faithless, Soulless, Loveless, Heartless... I'm all of these and more but what's really funny is this...I'm still not other girls. I refuse to beg for you, I refuse to fight, I refuse to cry anymore, Mostly I refuse to say the one thing I know will fix our problem...I'm sorry. I should have been what she was for you but i know the truth.... I'm more sorry than anything...I'm NOT HER.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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