Your heart was the high of my life.
You became lower than strife.
You broke my heart.
So I need to take some advice.
Before I jump
I think twice
Because of you.
For you made me more conscious
Realizing what makes me nauseous
To love.
Nauseous to hugs.
I've learned though.
The next will give me
Love.
More than I can dream of.
Your loose grip let me go.
You'll never know how much
I loved you
But the next will experience it.
We'll never know what could
Been of you.
But the next will experience the best of me.
All the things you couldn't do
Time and love will be given to me
In due time.
That'll be
What the next will do...
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The Vivid Dreamer
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