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Writing another poem,
That you will never read.
Spilling out all my feelings,
That you will never see.

I try so hard, to fake it,
To move on & let go.
But sooner or later,
I’ve got to let you know.

You need to know,
I still care;
And for you I will always be there.

You need to know the truth,
Which is I still think about you.
I look back at that decision everyday.
And wonder what did I do.

I ended the one thing,
That was going good in my life.
And now all I want,
Is to go back to that night.