While I sit here, staring at you My mind starts to wonder, what did I do? Did my words pierce your ears? Did my knife cut your heart? Is it my fault that the blood turns to art? Cause the pain is hard to swallow but the rejection is worse. I wish I knew just how you hurt, you and your ego always shutting me down You told me you liked me with a weird kind of frown. Is it all my fault that you like someone else? When I stare at you you're staring at him. You must tell me, I need to know. What did I do to make you go? Because honestly I kind of love you. But I see that you don't feel that way too. Are we friends or more? I need to know. My heart can't take anymore and it shows. The way I look at you every day just the same. As the way you look at him. Is this all just a game?
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If She Was Mine
PuisiI don't ever want to love you as much as I possibly can cause if I did that means I wouldn't get to fall more in love with you every day like I do (Excerpt from "falling off a cliff") If She Was Mine is a collection of poems. Each poem has it's own...
