We met,
Eighth grade year.
We had PE together.
I would have never met or talked to you,
If a few girls hadn't produced us.
After that,
We became friends.Then, you stole my heart.
Not only you looked great,
You knew how to make me laugh.
Especially when I was down.
You became my best friend.
I remember when we texted all the time.
I talked to you in the phone for hours.Then,
You started dating someone I knew,
I wasn't mad.
I actually felt happy for her,
But I have to admit...
I was jealous.
We stayed friends,
But it was hard for me to listen to her talk about you all the time.That's just what I do.
I fall for people that I know
I can't have.
I fall and I act like I'm fine.
I am always there for them,
Just hoping they realize I am there cause I care.
But that never happens.Funny isn't it?
When everyone leaves them,
And you want out of your friend zone..
Yet they never realize it.
Then,
If you do tell them...
They act as if it's a joke.
It sucks...
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Short Poems
PoesíaWritten: October 23, 2017 By: Jessica Thompson Short poems put together through time December 19, 2016 to current days. So please enjoy, they are my thoughts, and feelings, and everything.