But maybe that is all that we are; friends.
Good friends, but friends nonetheless.
Maybe that's why you told me you like her.
That it happened when I was gone, that you are in love with her.
And that three little words completely ripped my heart out.
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PoetryI loved you once, with all my heart. You were my sun and my moon. The smile on my face and the shine in my eyes. You were my happiness, but that was before you came and ripped me apart. You left me to rot in my grief, just because she was more beaut...
