Three Words

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When I texted you those three words;

I

Like

You

I had no idea I was asking for my heart to shatter.

Your reply;

Sorry,

You're 

Nice

Smart

Girl

But 

Don't 

Like

You

Like 

That,

Made me think think two things.

One:

The girl you dated and kissed in front of all of us on the last day last year,

A pretty gymnast with a heart as black as tar,

Was perfect to you.

And yet the "nice, smart" tall brunette,

Wasn't good enough for you.

Two:

Girls like me,

Don't 

Get 

Sweet 

Guys 

Like 

You.

We get the

cast offs,

Not the catches.

This is how a heartbreaks;

T h r e e

W o r d s

I

N o w

R e g r e t.

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