What's Not Mine - Starving

Just when I got ready to taste the victory of finding love,

Your past pushes me away from the table,

Further than I've ever been,

I starve.

I saw your light before I saw your eyes,

No matter how bright you are,

That light is for someone else,

I starve.

I am down to nothing,

Less than before,

He is yours,

I starve.

By Badilisho

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