my only exception

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I'm on the train on the way home alone listening to "The Only Exception." Thinking about you, always you.

I hate you so much that sometimes I can't stand it. You brush my comments of by saying stuff like "cool" or "fair enough" and make me feel like it like just couldn't care less about what I have to say.

And it hurts, I cry and decide I should gather what little sense I have and keep well away from you.

But then I love you to the point where I question my own sanity. You make me feel special with your early morning text saying "hey beautiful." And your late night texts saying "sweet dreams."

Before you, I never knew that I could actually selflessly love someone regardless. To me your clothes, your job, the lack of colour on your skin and religion don't matter. All that matters is that you unknowingly have my heart in the palm of your hand.

You say you've had dreams of us living in a house with the white picket fence. Beautiful children and a happy life. What I wouldn't do to make that my reality. Every night before I sleep I pretend I live that reality.

I wish you weren't my only exception.


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