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I heard too much,

and I believed every word

although my gut told me not to.



I said too much;

I set myself up for failure

by giving you the chance to hurt me.



With our last kiss goodbye,

I didn’t understand the hesitation,

the lack of urgency in your eyes.



I confessed my life to a stranger

and was left with only the echoes

of your departing footsteps.



I loved someone that never existed,

a dream conjured up in fanciful thoughts,

a lie from the first to last breath.