The way you see yourself, and the way I see you, are two very different things.
Friday, May 16, 2008
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3 comments:
He can't understand why I love him. He says there is no reason to love him. To be into him.Yes. Love? No.
But if he could see what I see in him, there is no way I can not love him.
He says I deserve better, a man who'll be fithful, but I'd rather suffer with him than not suffer with another man, I love him so, I miss him so and I can't take life without him
I'm sorry. I know what you see, because I constructed it myself.
It's not me.
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