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inner workings After awhile,
you learn the difference
between kisses by the sea
and kisses in the back of his truck.
After awhile,
you learn that
the man who f**ks you
won't ever love you.
In the cold of darkness,
holding on
to what you have left
you make promises
you won't ever keep.
You yell at shadows
wishing that they were him.
Crying lonely tears.
Craving his touch,
But knowing alone is better.
Somehow you learn.
And make the vows
knowing you will
break them.
Cursing him
because he weakens you.
Wanting him because
he knows
what you are
and still returns.
