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Kryptonite
I'm lost. I know not what I am but what I should be.
I think everyone knows what is happening....everyone except me.
They see me chasing after him and him allowing me to chase,
only to leave me all alone with tears running down my face.
I try to ignore this, but I know it's true.
My mind is screaming, "Jess, he never loved you!"
But my heart is begging please..."didn't you feel his lips on yours?"
My heart is telling me he is mine alone, and it meant nothing when he kissed her.
He is a puzzle I will never solve; A mystery I'd die to figure out.
I'd love to stop trying as I've attempted before but I give into my heart's shouts.
When I do get him out of my mind, his words make the wall crash down.
He is the only one who makes me smile when my sad eyes gaze at the ground.
People ask why I go back to him when I know i'll just cry again.
But, he is my kryptonite and possibly my only hope; Why shouldn't I give in?
If they could see his eyes look at them the way they look at me,
or feel his hand in theirs and listen to his heart beat,
I think they'd understand a little of what I feel.
I don't know if it's just longing or if what I feel is real....
But I do know this, hes the only one who can make me shudder or shake.
He holds my heart in his hand and he can choose whether or not to let it break.
