I knew last week was too good to be true.
I knew it was not meant to be.
I knew I would not have a chance.
You are going to another school;
If only I could meet you in person again.
I have to face the fact that you do not like me
That you just want to stay friends
That I am not what you are looking for,
That I am just that girl who is a good listener.
What type of reputation is that?
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Poetry of Life ✔
PoetryHave you ever felt like you were lonely or an outcast? Did you ever feel like no one understands you or you just cannot figure out your mixed emotions? Have you had feelings hidden inside of you, waiting to come out? These poems express what is...
