There are these feelings usually kept inside
Feelings people often try to hide
But something inside feels such release with expression
So I did what I know how to best
I wrote and I wrote some more
I let my words pour forth
And some things I shared
Only because I believe you cared
Not necessarily about what I had to say
But about me and that that would not change
Still, I don't know what made me think it was okay
There's still too much room for misinterpretation that way
I never meant to condemn
What a strange contradiction I am
To in writing put my heart and insecurities
Out there on my sleeve
When I know that I would not otherwise share these thoughts
Leaving them there in my mind or letting them get lost
In the back of my mind, I knew that you always could go
I guess I just never really thought you would go
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