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It Hurts Too Much

By Bruce Clifford

It hurts too much to think of you.
It takes me to a place, a distant point of view.
It hurts too much knowing nothing was ever real.
It hurts too much knowing you never cared about how I feel.

It hurts too much even with the passing of time.
It still takes me back to where destiny collides.
It hurts too much remembering of something that was once real.
It hurts too much knowing of all the pain you had to conceal.

It hurts too much to think of us.v It takes me to a place where we have a past to discuss.
It hurts too much to dream, but I dream every night.
It hurts too much knowing we could never get it right.

It hurts too much to think of what could have been.
It takes me to the park where all I am doing is thinking.
It hurts too much knowing the past was never real.
It hurts too much knowing you never cared about how I feel.

8/10/2022: Bruce Clifford


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