You can call me an idiot, a fool,
And even than,
I won’t demand your excuse,
Because, I know you’re right,
When you say I just have to leave him,
When you say it just
isn’t right or cool,
And he’s the reason for my bruises,
I got to put up with this fight,
And I don’t even know,
if I want to win..
Because when I win, it’s over,
All that people,
don’t know how I feel,
They just haven’t got a clue,
When I look into your eyes,
You make me want to come
so much closer,
And all my cuts and wounds,
just heal,
Because I know I love you,
And I can’t stop loving,
even if I tried…
Even though you have hurt me in the past,
Now, we’re going to make a whole new start,
Maybe, our love will last,
Or maybe, we have to part,
But we will never know,
unless we try…
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