Loved So Many,

I loved so many

And gave to so many

And accepted anything from the many

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But him

I swear there was never one like him

I swear they didn't reciprocate my dedication like him

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He could never be

Would never allow himself to be

Grouped in the mediocrity

Of the many

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They many were inept

They couldn't draw my heart to theirs

Because they didn't have the utensils he has

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The many haphazardly handled my heart

And imprinted scars on my soul

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But he noticed them

And medicated them

He scaled walls to mend the lesions left by the many

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And I being the one

Who had searched the many for him

And gave the many what I was supposed to give him

Cried out

Screams of regret and pain

Of what I had

Wasted on the many

And he hushed my mouth

And told me of his many

He was holding onto

And we both simultaneously let go of our many

And he had me

And I had him