Believing A Lie
Sometimes she has a hard time even going to bed, because when she close her eyes, all she can see is him in her head. All the pain she has been through, every time she remembers, she starts to cry. How can he mean so much to her, and she mean nothing to him. She is so blind there was so much she didn’t see, it’s like she is lost and doesn't know what to say whenever he holds her close. She just wish's she would never have come to realize the whole time she thought he cared she had been believing and living a lie.
Set 27th 2009
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