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Loving A Boy


I loved a Boy who never loved me.

I loved a Boy who dared me to dream.

I cried every night, I cried over the thought of never thanking him. 

I cried because he'd never know how much I love him.

 

It hit me one night; 

how much this boy meant to me, I have come to love everything he was.

I was so in love with a boy whom I have never met

that I didn't leave room to love myself. 

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okaynina

it's quite funny how artistic people can become when they are broken.

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