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You told me something once, but I don't think that I ever really believed you.
I should haveÌý
You loved her? So what? She certainly didn't love you! And no amount of writing or poetry is going to change her mind.
Poetry is not enoughÌý
You are my beautiful fantastic walking disaster and I know you won't ever give up. - I don't believe wonderful good things can happen to me and need some encouragement.
Walking disasterÌý
Why is it when I eventually meet a man that understands me like my best friend he runs off with her? - Warning ... the universe is finely balanced... having been blessed with a great friend ... I wished for more.. and got it!
Worst friendsÌý
I love you. - For 2 years, I dated a girl in France who never told me these words. She always told me something similar like "I have the same sentiments for you that you have for me" or "Those words you adress me are the same that I would have address you"... If only, just for a moment, without holding back, people could really tell those they love how they feel.
I love youÌý
I feel trapped inside a glass box, screaming for you to understand. You refuse everything. Eveything I've... we've strived for - ruined. How can you be so selfish? How could you do that to us? To me. I feel so stupid. Alone. - Men are often seen as the betrayers in love and yet in today's society men are often victims too; many of whom try to continue the relationship for the sake of love of the partner, children, etc - often at the cost of being seen as weak or as a lesser man .
Trapped inside a glass boxÌý
I know that my silent treatment is so loud, that it has almost certainly deafened you.
Deafened by SilenceÌý
I started hating him. I used to long for him to die of a heart attack or be killed by a car. Then when he had an affair and I told him to leave I thought I would explode with grief, pain and humiliation. - The fall-out dominated my existence for so long and now I'm fine - but it would be a public and present acceptance of a past contradiction
I started hating himÌý
It's not OK that she left you for him
It's not OKÌý
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