Her

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She sat, with longing eyes, in the back of the room.
He kept making eye contact.
He knows She likes him, why wont he speak?
I can see her going red.
I long for young love,
But I cant complain, Im inlove.
Im in a happy relationship, a place of peace.
So yet why does He make Me cry more tears,
Why does He make Me feel unwanted..?
I feel used,
But yet, no.
I need to be greatful,
Because Im inlove, Not falling into it.
Not Her.

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