Damage has been done.

What I want so bad can never be. Because you’re bound to inevitably hurt me.

For the aching heart which cries in sorrow. I’m never enough, and that makes me feel hollow.

My fate is cruel as it teases me. About what could have been, but never will be.

I pray for my fragile heart to pretend not to know. There’s always another day, another tomorrow.

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