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Thursday, August 7, 2014

hoping.

i was lucky to know you.
luckier, even, to leave you.
i was blessed to have loved you.

i could still love you.
if i tried.
although, i am the epitome of trying.
i've not mastered succeeding.
no, perhaps i can no longer love you.

i am not happy because you're happy.
i just am happy.
i don't care why or how you're happy--
i just hope that you are.

i am very good at hoping.

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