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Thinking of You

All I can do is think of you
Sitting here looking out my window
all I can do is think of you and the love
 I thought we shared.

I look at the sunset as it gets darker and 
all I can do is think of you, and how my 
love for you meant nothing. 

I see you in the leaves falling from my trees. 
Have you slipped away from me? You say things
can go wrong when our words and actions are misconstrued.

But thinking back were my words and actions for you
 misconstrued? I remember how many times you told me you
 loved me and now I know those words meant nothing you.

Instead of remembering the person I thought I was to
you, you took advantage of my love for you.
I misunderstood all of your sweet kind words, a game to you.

Thinking of you I realize you misread my feelings
for you; failing to understand what you mean to me!
I just wish I knew why I meant nothing to you.

Now I look at my hands filled with my tears
and all I can do is think of you! 
Because I look outside and I look inside and 
know that my love for you will always be true to me and you.

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