" To love "

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You were there
Minding your own business
Your fingertips tracing the edges of some study material
Mine inside my pocket
Eyes on the only one I wanted
Mentally squinting them
Hoping to discover something more

Time passed this way for
Two whole years

Once I saw you with somebody
Younger then myself
The perfect partner
So , why want me . Right ?!!
Too short and chubby to dare
Yet I let my linen slip

If you had ever asked me
We'd have been like lock and key
But your's doesn't fit mine now
Does it ?!!
Guess we weren't meant to be .

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