I know I want to remember
What it is like
When I last felt loved
Even if I'm still unsure
If it really was love
Because love means
Never leaving
Never giving up
I have been left behind
I have been given up
I don't want to give up
On the possibility
That love could exist for me
I have to keep telling myself
That there is so much more to me
Than I let anyone see
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