The difference

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first love

his face...

follows me every where...

I can always find him...

even in my own reflection...

I feel so out of place...

I look down and start to fade away...

never thought I would see the day...

when I would be sinking into a puddle of pain...

why do I wish I could still fight...

or we could still be up past midnight...

I wish that I could still cry...

even after a bad time...

even through the pain...

I still wish I was outside your front door waiting...

even through the disappointment...

I still wish you were the one I would come to for comfort...

if I find I am rich...

that wont help fight the urge to miss your kiss...

if I find I am famous...

that wont help fight the urge of replaying the intimate...

If you came into my room...

there would be nothing worth taking...

because without you...

I have nothing...

flipping through our photos...

I seem to have boxes and boxes...

we had a great story...

but it doesn't have the best ending...

grant me the wisdom to help me to know the difference...

I cannot control every situation...

we made the choices we made...

but you are something I never wanted to sacrifice...

I never meant it...

until I lost it...

it's everything, even the little things...

I will just need to remember this...

you found me...

I lost you...

sinking faster than quicksand...

my fate lies in your hands...

I know you had good intentions...

it all happens for a reason...