I think the worst part about all of this is that I'm sick.
And you're fine.
I've wasted my breath by running circles around you.
I only ever tried to end it when you stood still.
I watched you continue your life, and never want me to be a part of it.
While I waited for the day you would say, "I love you" and mean it.
While I waited for the day that your "Forever" meant forever.
But I was foolish and I see it.
I wanted love,
You wanted free love makings.
That was the hardest part of losing the baby too,
Because I knew that probably was my only chance to hold on to you.
And when it was gone,
I knew it was over.
I knew we didn't stand a chance.
Because you didn't want it.
No matter how much you say you did.
And I know I loved you more.
I know it.
Because even now, as I drink myself away,
I still wish I could call and say I'm sorry.
But I know that if I do, I'll still be wasting my breath.
Running endless cirlces around you,
While you stand still.
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