In a wall, a framed memory is found
The other side of the glass is a picture of you
You, happily smiling
With her
I gaze at both of you
Not a care in the world
Not seeing, nor feeling
My presence
My tears
My hurt
I am forced to watch you both
For I am a visitor who is captivated
By your happy face
Falling in love with you more
Strangely,
I feel hurt rather than be happy
Your happy story
Brings so much agony
To my whole being
I love you
You love her
She loves you
Funny, isn't it?
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Random Poems
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