I fought with my dreams for you
Doubted my gut
Questioned my sex.
Made myself believe
Every passing day
That this is how it goes.
It was never formulaic
Thus I continued to be
To be in love with you.
Now I am tired
A little wasted
Incapacitated.
I would like to know
How long and how much more
Call me and let me know.
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