Her.

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They wouldn't want me hanging out with you,

If they know what you were,

And i'm not saying that in a bad way,

But my parents were raised in that era.

We pranked my friend by kissing,

It wasn't even that long,

I'm still hiding the truth but,

I like you.

The reason i didn't want to hear what you wrote to that girl was because,

Maybe i wish it was me,

Maybe i wish you liked me like that,

But you probably don't.

All of these people flirting with you and seeing who hurt you,

Makes me want to scream,

You've dealt with so much pain in your life,

I know you want it to go away,

I know your pain, Darling,

It hurts every single day,

but i promise it gets better,

so hold on to at least for today.


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