Love is Lonely

Him

Him
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Anger, rage, false accusations,
This situation is so frustrating,
Fear and terror of what will become,
Loving him, like he’s the one.

Broken hearts, and restless minds,
Thinking I must be going blind,
Sorrow and depression once again,
Wishing he would be my friend.

Flashbacks, memories, things were said,
Repeating themselves over in my head,
tryin desperately to move on from this,
But faithfully wanting to be his.