You see what you want to see.
You hear what you think is important.
But you never see me,
Or hear what I have to say.
Its funny, because I am considered the lucky lady in your life?
But I question, am I not considered an important person to you?
You have no idea who I truly am.
But you have ideas about who you think I am.
I am not that girl.
What a joke?!
Who am I in your eyes?
In your mind?
In your heart?
Do I really want to know?
My heart is so deep in this thing between us,
I have to say
YES.
But I think I know the answer already.
And that truth hurts.
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