Saturday, September 5, 2009

Second;

Seeing you leave wasn't new,
It's not the first time someone walked out on me,
It's just the past talking,
I have seen him come and go,
I cry every time I think it is going to happen to me again,
Don't break me,
I give you permission to listen to me,
To give me all your attention,
Because I'm calling for you,
It's not a drill,
Respect me and care for me,
I'm fragile so don't take me for granted.
-Courtney D. Gibson

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