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If only

It's not that I miss you or what we had It's the thought of what was and not really understanding was it that good or really that bad? Did the light burn too bight for a short period of time Or was there no light to speak of, and the whole time...I was just blind? Did you ever see me as I saw you? Fun, funny, beautiful... was that even you? Did I see you or were you what I wanted to see? When you said you loved me was it real? Were you with me  truly?  Or just with me  so you weren't alone? I hate that when I look at you I can't help but smile I lose my breath for a short while I feel as if I am flying. Those things never happened to you? At least not when you looked at me. I don't really miss you Just wish I could have really seen Now I hide from anyone who might want to fall for me I no longer trust I no longer hope I want to just be And be happy with me. I don't want to doubt I d...