This love is wearing thin,
Yet it seems to endure,
It can bend but not break again,
For it is still strong one may infer.
This reflection once so defined,
Is now hard to see clearly,
Search so hard but can't seem to find,
Why I once held her so dearly.
Do I like who she is,
Or who I made her into,
A case of hit or miss,
A game of fake or true.
We all have to let go,
One time or another,
I never said I told you so,
So we will hold onto each other.
I never said it would be easy,
But together we will press on,
We will get through it believe me,
For I remain here when everything else is gone.
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