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So I wake up in the morning and I hop in the shower and wash you off from the night before, only with eagerness to see you sooner than later and start all over again. And everynight I leave a new peice of me hidden under the covers and inside your pillow cases. Maybe that's why I feel so disconnected and so incomplete everytime I have to sleep alone. It's weird, most nights I would rather run into a telephone poll or a parked car while driving home than have to leave your bedroom at 1 a.m..
I have waited so long for this, I have sat through so many "You deserve betters" and broken hearts and I have hated myself because some how, it's alwyas my fault. But now I know why I couldn't sleep and why I secretly envied every girl I saw with her perfect boyfriend. I tried my hardest to be patient, but patience is no match for my heart and my brain. It never stood a chance. But patience wrote me a letter and tacted it to my insides (that must explain the previous suffering) and just recently I've finally found it. It read,
"Here darling, You should have just trusted me. This is what you've always deserved."
I know you all think I am some foolish girl who is too young to have the slightest idea what I am even talking about, but trust me, even if it's just this once. My naivity is taking a break.
Hey, I've got a special boyfriend who I just happen to be very fond of.