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It’s Okay, Because I Love You

It’s okay,

because I love you.

I used to listen to that song,

all the time,

(No, I won’t sing it,

but buy my albums on iTunes)

because I loved someone,

and I wanted them,

more than I ever knew I could,

because I am the kind of girl,

who wants things so much,

too much,

until they become all that I am,

swapping identity,

for senseless longing,

leaving every other aspect of my life behind,

abandoning myself,

until all that remains is a desperate doormat.

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Is it the punishment,

for loving you so much?

My Korean might be a bit rusty,

and Christ,

maybe I’m just lonely,

latching on to love wherever it turns up,

so I feel a little more attached to the world,

but that song made so much sense to me,

when I was nineteen,

wildly addicted to giving my heart away,

to people who didn’t want it,

and now,

it does again,

now I’m supposed to be older and wiser,

I hear it,

and I live it,

all over again,

for you.

Someone once told me,

that madness was real,

and I didn’t believe her,

until I wrapped madness in a bow,

and gave it to you,

for valentine’s day.

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I will wait for you,

until forever.

Realistically,

I will,

which is great news for you,

for as long as you love me,

but is a death sentence for me,

for as long as you don’t,

because I dusted off this little song,

for you,

and you might just leave,

or die,

or…

It’s okay,

because I love you.

It’s okay,

because I love you.

It’s okay,

because I love you.

 

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