i've lost.
i finally lost you to the girl who has it all.
the girl who you belong with, no doubt,
but i still can't help but feel that i've gotten the short end of the stick,
even if i wasn't ever playing to begin with.
you were my anchor, a careless thought to return to for years, unattached, familiar.
she waltzed in, hair shining, smile straight, eyes gleaming, a perfect spring doe, all for the taking.
all for your taking.
i've finally lost,
to the girl who has it all.
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melancholic feelings on a silver platter (for you)
Romantiktalks of crushes or feelings or whatever's stewing inside. usually dramatic and melancholic, satirical if you look at it in a certain light. always original, always the same.
