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The Problem With Love


Being with you makes me want to wake up every morning.

Everytime I see you my heart

Can't help but skip

A beat. My love for you is

Undying. But 

Some would some say that's

Exactly the problem.

 

I don't know who I am when we're together.

 

Love should be mutual, not just from

One or the other. Before you, my heart was

Vacant and cold. But you filled me with 

Energy that made me love life again.

 

Yet it seems our relationship has died. Only

One of us is happy. 

Undying love seems so good at first, yet it's become the root of our pain.

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andyarceo
<p>Soooo, this is my poem and I hope y&#39;all like it.</p>

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