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Just something that I wrote for a past love.

With my heart beating fast I ran
Away from it all, away from you. 
We both knew who was at fault 
It was you, It was me. 

I stood at the bus stop luggage at hand 
Breathing in, breathing out. 
The pain my my chest excruciating 
Should I stay, should I go. 

We wanted it to work 
For it to grow, for it to flourish. 
Some things were just not meant to be 
It just wasn't, we weren't meant to be.

Reviews

[Everett DeValle]

Lovely...it reminded me of my first girlfriend in college...She was Salvadorena or El Salvadorean...A real rocker chick...we were so in love...and polar opposites too...I was this kid who loved hip hop but loved rock...I remember her teaching me a lot lol...but we grew apart due to careers...and I remember that fateful day we had to say goodbye and felt it was the right choice. A wonderful emotive write.

[Ramblings of a Mediocre..]

I did love him. And breaking up with him was the right choice. :) thanks for reviewing.

[Michael Kevin Spencer]

I like how you loved and broke-up together. You did a good job loving that boy.