I suppose I fell in love
with the thought of you,
merely the thought,
since we never actually spoke.
But there's something about
the way you smile,
how there's a gleam in your eye.
It makes my heart flutter,
as cliche as that sounds.
But what can I say?
I am a cliche.
A cliche broken girl
with broken dreams
and a broken heart.
I lay awake late at night thinking maybe,
just maybe.
You could come a long and save me.
Pathetic, right?
I think about what it might be like,
if you held me close
while I cried.
Maybe,
just maybe,
I would cry less,
because for once
I would feel safe
in a safe place called your arms.
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