What could have been
Current mood: 
contemplative
Category: Writing and Poetry
When I lay myself down to sleep, I pray to the Lord my soul he’ll keep and when I am done praying for you....
I can’t shut my eyes, I just lay and weep.
I can’t shut my eyes because when I do, all I can see is an image of you.
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My heart aches for something true. The only question I have is why couldn’t it have been you?
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Life hurts and loves not fair,
There could have been so much for us to share, but now you have gone to someone else and forgotten me.
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I guess it’s true that love is blind... I loved and you are blind. That’s why you have her and I was forgotten and left behind.
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Love isn’t enough, when lust steps in, and that’s where all the pain begins.
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I hope she was worth it because I am gone and she will not stick around with you very long....
She will do you, like you have done me.
- It’s not love, only lust and you will see.-
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Then what are you gonna do when true love has passed you by and you are an old, lonely, pathetic guy?
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You’ll look back and think of me....
and wonder about "What might have been"
-You’ll think about it everynight over and over again.-
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So just to let you know, while you were out having fun all night long..................
Hurt and betrayed, alone in my bed every night I laid... with tears in my eyes, thinking of you, wondering..... how you could be so cruel and untrue. Dreaming of us in the past, wondering and never understanding why we didn’t last.
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Was lust worth it?
Worth losing me?
I guess I’ll never know, but I must now go.
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When your out and see the stars above,
Think about me and our love.
I will be praying for you and dreaming of us in the past, and it make me sad to think you will never know how much you were once loved.
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Looking back......
Think of what could have been, but came to a sweet, bitter end.
