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Is it so bad, to want to be your favorite?
Am I delusional, or dis-illusioned, then, wishing for a love that isn’t transactional, that doesn’t depreciate over time?
All these lost hopes and expectations, all this “potential” down the drain..
Is it so wrong to wish that there maybe IS still a sparkle left..
And someone saw it?
Should I ignore this heart’s longing?
Shove her down like ever before?
Is it so wrong to cover my face, to send a whisper out, in the dark
My heart’s longing..
cast out to the stars
Burning embers in my chest
I know its time to let it go
I just wanted to believe in magic,
In me
For just a little while..
Daydreaming the wistful thoughts of someone younger and still full of hope.
Without the the interjection of messy real life.
A fantasy world concocted purely in my mind..
Where I mattered,
And someone saw me.
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