Ashamed;
my love was a lie
your love never mattered
i used you for your feelings
that i struggled to gather.
i wanted something real
the something of my dreams
the something from my past
the something, that i never grasped.
i wanted to believe, that what we had was real
i wanted to believe, that it was something i would feel.
it doesn't seem to matter,
you never seemed to care
but secretly, after all
i ended up in love.
Poetry by Caoimhe Murphy
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Written on 2008-03-30 at 11:27
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