He was supposed to be my Crisostomo Ibarra and I'm his Maria Clara.
He was supposed to be my Clyde and I'm his Bonnie.
He was supposed to be my Romeo and I'm his Juliet.
He was supposed to be my Jack and I'm his Rose.
He was supposed to be mine if he just didn't belong to her.
He was supposed to be mine if it weren't for her.
Oh! How I wish I was her, her that could unleash the real him.
Her that he could tell stories to.
Her that he could spend the rest his life with.
She's perfect. She's almost got everything in life
However Me? I have nothing to offer him just this love that lurks deep within the corners of my heart.
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Awkward love
PoetryHave you ever been in an awkward situation in a awkward one-sided love? Well I have. PS: there are so many grammatical errors so please dont judge, and kindly correct me in the inline comments :)
