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She wishes he liked her, close to how much she liked him.
She wishes for the things she does for him, he would do it for her too.
She wishes he at least acknowledged the things she does for him,
but instead he doesn't have a clue.
The attachment she has for him is like a tattoo, one that can never be removed.
when she first saw him, she had forgotten everything she'd been through,
and for once her happiness actually grew,
and for once she thought she would actually have someone to talk to,
and for once she thought she had met someone whose feelings were true,
but little did she know what she had gotten herself into.
When he chose to be with his friends instead of with her,
she realized in his mind there was never a "we".
She thought by the way he laughed with her
she was the only one in his eyes he wanted to see.
She thought by the way he sat with her she was at the top of his list of priorities.
Now all he does when he sees her is walk past,
she should have known such good friendships are always the ones never to last.
She misses the way he would tell jokes to make her laugh,
she misses the way he made her feel safe to talk about her past.
She is sorry, she just got attached.
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this is beautiful ! i love your poetry :)
Replycouldn't be put into better words.
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