Why am I here

Just a poem

You're away, you're at the next show, and you stood me up
So why am I not there, why am I not at that show, why am I here?
Because there is always another girl
Another show
Another f**k.
I'm here because I'm trapped, you don't love me, and I'm forgettable
But I suppose in the grand scheme of things we are all forgettable.
We are a blink in the cosmos.
But while we are a blink, I am not the cosmos.
So while you're away
And you love her at the next show
And you forget about me, every moment feels ever lasting
And it hurts
And I'm afraid ill be waiting here while you're away, you're at the next show, and you stood me up.

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[A. Amos]

And you forget about me, every moment feels ever lasting
And it hurts
And I'm afraid ill be waiting here while you're away, you're at the next show, and you stood me up.

Love the plea, pain and emotions in this deep poetry and above lines are pure honesty in words...simply amazing

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Nothing but two thing in life ever hurt the worse death and love:( I hate seeing this I really do. We all live and learn don't we? It hurts trust me I know.