Torn
My heart is being broken,
Torn cruelly in two.
My heart belongs to him,
But I think I want you.
I know it's wrong,
But I don't want what's right.
You're like a drug,
An addiction I can't fight.
I hate this feeling.
Is it all in my head?
I love him,
But why do I want you instead?
Sometimes I wish that
We had never met.
I wish I knew then
How serious this would get.
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