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I sit here only a few feet away from you, and still I feel like your a million miles away. I don't understand it, but my heart tells me with its beats, to pull away from you;
that my heart cannot stay.
We may fight but in the end I love you no matter what happened before, now my heart has easily tore.
To run and fight are two different matters, to fight and stay now that is the easiest way.
If you choose to walk one path instead of the other, then your choice is a simple as another.
Neither right or, wrong in some eyes. Yet in some people you may find where the heart lies.
If one chose a path to walk alone and runaway, then who can force a broken heart to stay; but in the end if you stay and, fight...
Then most things come out right. If not so for you, then sooner or, later things will fall in place. Whether it be love
or, life itself. Remember love thy self.
If you cannot do such, then why will you run? Where will you go in the end?
Your conscious will eat at you until you bend, or it will be to late for your heart to defend.
As I sit here only a few feet away from you, it feels like your a million miles away from me; Still as we fight...
I'm right where I want to be.
