denying.

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you gave me a reason to hide. 

you love me,

i read it in your eyes.

as if they were billboards that screamed 

of admirable pictures of me.

i knew this when 

you held your girls drink,

mocha frappe you bought for her not me,

and you opened the door,

bid me to walk in front, 

the way you gazed; my heart is sore. 

we walked, 

we talked,

we stared,

at eyes writing 

what our hearts were fighting. 

because when we got to where your girl sits,

you sighed, told me what you wished.

you asked to walk in front of me,

so she wont see

how were meant to be.

-k.a

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