But loving you was not enough
Loving you was nothing actually
Loving you was not part of the deal
Loving you didn't have importance
What matters was out of my hands.
And it didn't matter me swimming
Over and over again against the waves
And it didn't matter me trying
To understand this world for you;
I was your biggest mistake.
You'd always understand my idiocy
But not the way my thoughts flow;
You can understand my state
But never the no reason of it.
Because I'm nothing, I'm no one.
— By Madelaine Bustamante
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