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Monday, May 12, 2008

it feels wrong.
can't breathe, can't stand up straight.
and every part of me is hurting.
no, I can't fall ill now


"Why do you stare back at me?
Why you care?
Why do I bother?
I'm nothing in your glare.

When you smile, my heart smiles with you
When you smile, my heart aches
Because I know I am not the one the smile is for.

I can see the depth of your heart.
I can see the hurt that I've caused.
I can see why you look at me that way.
I'm sorry, I only hate you because I love you."

- copyrighted from Bradley's blog (Sonjia's brother)