Clueless

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*If you don't like these please don't tell me Im sensitive*

I hate how your friends don't know about me 

I hate how you would take your head off of my lap when someone walked by 

I hate how I don't consume your every thought 

My friends know you almost well as they know me 

They know the way your eyes turn hazel in the sun I always thought they were brown but they're hazel

They know how much I hated your beard 

They also know of how I fell in love with the way it felt on my face when you kissed me

They know how you smell and everything you have ever said to me

Your friends don't even know my name

You surround my whole world and you don't even call me when you're drunk

Im not even an afterthought 

I wish I could say I saw it

Saw the disinterest in your eyes or the insincere tone of your voice but I was clueless

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