We were all talking today,
everyone but me,
And she shared that he really liked her,
And she likes him.
I don't know what to do now.
Because "he" will always like "her"
And never me.
YOU ARE READING
here are some poems.
Poesíahere are some poems. i wrote them for you. here are my thoughts. they're a mangled mess, but it's all i'm up to.
