Your love had a cost,
I paid for with naivity.
All for the chance,
That you might one day believe in me.
To touch and to hold,
That I might be so bold.
As to ask for a kiss,
But you didn't grant me this.
Instead you gave me false hope,
And a little bit more rope.
But in the end what does it mean?
I just can't miss a girl I've never seen.
So you can keep your heart,
Put it with the pieces of mine.
You can carry on lying,
I'll pretend that I'm fine.
And so I'll say goodbye,
One more thing before we part.
Please try not to break,
The broken pieces of my heart.
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I love it.
And I love yooou.
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"Flying is learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss." - Douglas Adams
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Yet I am not sorry that I loved you—ah! what else had I a boy to do,—
For the hungry teeth of time devour, and the silent-footed years pursue.
i really love that line
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"I'm not anti-social; I just can't stand people." - Justin Taylor, QAF
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Yet I am not sorry that I loved you—ah! what else had I a boy to do,—
For the hungry teeth of time devour, and the silent-footed years pursue.
it's spelt naivety, i think.
your writing's always so sad! beautiful, but sad.
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you know you want to.
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Yet I am not sorry that I loved you—ah! what else had I a boy to do,—
For the hungry teeth of time devour, and the silent-footed years pursue.
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Yet I am not sorry that I loved you—ah! what else had I a boy to do,—
For the hungry teeth of time devour, and the silent-footed years pursue.
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