i'm imagining me saying
"hey, can we talk?"
you glare like i'm crazy
go "pssht" and start to walk
away but i yell
"i fucking love you"
you stop in your tracks
"and what am i supposed to do?"
you retort still amazed.
i just publicly confessed
this little thing.
kinda ex-BFF lust.
but i return to reality.
i'm not like that
at ALL, it's just not me
we wouldn't just chat.
we talked about this before
and i wrote this amazing poem
but we stopped talking
and you still have that poem.
what the fuck, what the fuck
what the fuck, what the fuck
what the fuck, what the fuck
what the fuck, what the fuck.
this is not like me at all.
Please tell me what you think
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this is really good. but um... who is it about?
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lolz. already told you.
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