May 31st. 2:17amA Poem by alastair
You talked to me for hours, but you gave her your number.
You leaned in and kissed her You called me over to talk again What was i supposes to do? I knew you didn't want me, you made that clear when you chose her lips over mine, but i enjoy talking to you for then i get to look at you and for a split second it feels like its just me and you.
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