Poem 103

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I feel as if all my efforts are just being wasted,

Like nothing I do is enough, I'm starting to lose patience.

We're in love, trying to keep ourselves alive,

But I'm the only one making sure that both of us survive.

I don't want to believe that this is but a game,

Or maybe I'm too jealous, so I'm the one to blame.

I still get butterflies at your presence and stares,

It always leaves me thinking, "Maybe he still cares."

I don't want to be wrong, so go your way, and I'll go mines,

I should've listened to my head, I should've seen the signs.

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