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Hurt

I never knew love hurt like this. 

To say that I am over you is a mistake waiting to happen. 

The words come out of my mouth and there you are, pulling me back into your arms as if I’ve been there the whole time. 

I live my life without you for twelve hours a day and the other half is spent thinking about you. 

All those wasted thoughts of you. 

No more expectations, you have taught me to think less of everyone. 

Then you come back, and here I am, thinking highly of you. 

In my mind, you are sitting on such a high pedestal, and I am worshipping you at your feet. 

Twelve hours of my day.. wasted on wishing.

◄ Power of a Smell

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Trevor Alexander

Wed 25th Jul 2018 12:10

"'''wasted on wishing" - great phrase!

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