I don't hate his girl...
I hate the fact that I feel that I come after his girl.
I hate that I feel like u army there for me as much as I used to be
(because you are there for her more)
I hate the fact that she came out of nowhere (one day u where my best friend the next u weren't anymore)
I hate the fact that u think that I miss your money
(it never mattered to me)
I hate that you think that I hate HER
But really I'm just mad at MYSELF
Cuz I feel I did something to deserve this
Like I said she broke his heart
He says she broke him heart in two
Luckily two pieces is easier to fix then

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Poetry In My Dreams
PoetrySome of my odd and random variety of poems that I write. please enjoy!