She

She is out there somewhere. 
My other half. 
My completion.
The fantasy turned to reality. 
She is real. 
Her eyes. 
Her smile. 
Her touch. 
She is real.
My heart doesn't know her. 
My heart just knows. 
She is real.
She doesn't deserve the tragedy that is me currently.
She deserves what I am not and cannot be.
She deserves better than me.
I can't believe in me.
So I don't deserve she...

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