I’d Be …

If I had a dollar for
every tear I’ve cried; a
quarter for each time
I’ve believed a lie; a
dime for every hard
goodbye; a penny for each
time my hurt was denied …

I’d be a millionaire.

But if I had a dollar for
ever smile he’s given
me; a quarter for each
laugh that’s erupted from
the deep; a dime for
every night he’s held me
while I sleep; a penny
for every heartbeat he
gets to keep …

I’d be a zillionaire.

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