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It’s short but so powerful.

I’m with him but I long to be in your arms. My heart pounds and my body starts to shake whenever I see you walking down the street. You’re walking, just walking, and your stride is so powerful and elegant I can’t help but sigh. He looks at me strangely and I shrug it off and say “I’m fine,” but deep down in my heart I know it’s not. Do I love you? The answer to this question I once new, but you hurt me; you tore out my heart and laughed at my pain. I once looked into your eyes and I saw my future, I saw you and I was so happy. Am I happy now? The answer, yes I am; but deep down I know I will always long for you to be the one that’s holding me, loving me, caressing me when I cry. GOD! I love him so but I can’t help to have these feelings for you. You’re etched into my heart like a burden of heavy words on stone. Every day I smile, I wake up and put on a brave face knowing that you’re no longer mine. I can no longer pick up my phone and expect a call from you; I can no longer open my window and see you standing there in the rain begging me to take the risk. I don’t understand how I can still feel so strongly for you after the torment you put me through.  I was there by the phone when you were sick, I was there when you grieved over you dead dog, I was there when the tears fell after a long night by your little brothers bedside. I was there for you every time you needed me, but when I needed you most you pushed me away. I don’t understand; please help me to understand why after all of those horrible words those people said to me, I still fought to keep our love alive. Their words cut me deeper than a razor could ever cut flesh, yet I stood my ground and defended the love I felt for you. After 3 weeks I realized that you weren’t coming back, I realized when you said goodbye that day you knew it was going to be the last words you ever spoke to me. Why? This is the question I want you to answer…Why? You said so many things to me to make me believe that you had fallen in love again. You had your heart broken, you promised yourself you would never fall; but somehow you seemed to find yourself falling deeper and deeper, and you were fighting the urge to give in to these feelings. You made me believe you with all you sweet talking and all of those wonderful things you would say to me… “Your eyes are beautiful, you could almost hypnotize any man into doing as you please; I am at your service” We would both laugh at the cute little comments, but I always knew you meant it. But did you? How do I know if what you told me was real, all of those times you said I was going to be yours forever; the time you finally gave in and said “I love you” Tell me now; how do I let go of all of this? I want to forget you but the memory of you is too deep to dig out. How do I finally give up and say ‘no more will I be a slave to your love’, No longer will me heart be yours to fool with. No longer will I sit in the shadows and dream of what it could have been. The time is now; I must live in this life, not in my fantasy world in which I have recreated with only you and me. From today I live no longer with you in my heart. You are only a figment of my imagination!