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Saturday, September 26, 2009

One day you’re going to want that girl.
The girl that knew she wasn’t perfect,
but tried to be perfect for you.
The girl that believed the scraps of you
she was given were worth it because
something was better than nothing.
The girl who wanted nothing more
than to be there for you,
and loving you was the only way
she could.
The girl who sees your flaws,
but values them as much as your strengths.
The girl who still can’t bring herself to hate you,
even though sometimes you probably deserve it.
The girl who saw past your pretty eyes
and treasured parts of you
that no one else has ever appreciated.
The girl who realizes
she may never have your heart,
but will carry the image of you in her’s forever.
The girl that sees this and still loves you.
The girl that should have you, but doesn’t.



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