Before you can learn,
to love again,
you must take it slow,
your heart must mend.
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You lost your love,
and your baby too.
Through a mutual friend,
I became there for you.
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We talked through the night,
and became great friends.
But our attitudes changed,
before the conversation’s end.
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You had feelings for me,
I didn’t feel for you.
I’m just your friend,
but your feelings grew.
~
You became a little upset,
when I stated I loved another.
Then later I heard the tragic news,
from your older brother.
~
You landed yourself in the hospital,
with slit and bleeding wrists.
And I sit and wonder what I’ve done,
rocking and shaking my fists.
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People keep saying it’s not my fault,
that you tried to take your life.
But if I hadn’t told you the truth,
maybe you wouldn’t have picked up that knife.
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I just wish you could have learned,
not to quickly plant the seed.
You’ll just hurt yourself more,
with a heart that still does bleed.
~*~ Jill ~*~