how do you see me?
as a girl? a simple girl?
or the pathetic godforsaken mess you made me?
you thought i knew what you did with me, but i don't know how to play.
you shouldn't have started, the teasing, the whispers in my ears, the hugs.
then you walked away, leaving a poor girl in love with you behind.
and you ghosted me, but you know,
i have feelings.
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