Contemplations

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I don't understand you

But I think I love that about you

I'll keep writing until I understand why

I don't understand you

I feel warm when I'm around you

Yet you act cold

I'll keep writing until I understand how

I don't understand you

Occassionally I get a feeling you still want me

As much as I want you

But I remember

You hold someone of your own

And you would think the answer is crystal clear

But I'm pretty sure it's a toss up

It's been back and forth, a year

I'll keep writing until I understand who

I don't understand you

Sometimes you hide yourselves from me

Other times you parade about like a show pony

Unfortunately I think I understand why

I had a reason at the time

And the reason I had was limits and time

As well as limits on time

But now I wonder if it was all in my head

But isn't every aspect of a relationship in everyone's mind?

Though I was the one who started this

I will not be the one who finishes it

Many things caused us to fall

We probably could've worked out them all

But which "one" was the last straw?

I'll keep writing until I understand what

I don't really understand where I belong

I'm not sure if it's in your arms

In his arms

Or if I'll eventually want only my arms 

I'll keep writing until I understand where

I don't understand me

I know I deserve someone better

And can get that someone better

But right now all I want and care for getting is you

Once I actually believe myself and am certain

I'll start looking for someone better

Be it myself or someone else

I'll keep writing until I understand when

It's 5:25 in the morning

I've been up approximately two and a half hours

Thinking of what I can write about you

And in this writing I hope I'll find

The answers to the reasons why

Because the only thing I'm certainly about with you

Is that you're no longer mine

I'll just keep writing until I have nothing left to say

Until something worth writing about comes along another day

Now, here is where my work of writing shall stay

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