My heart doesnt pound for you anymore.
You dont make me weak in the knees.
Everytime I see you,
you pass by like a breeze.
You dont look at me.
You look at her.
That b***h that i called a friend.
Now you see,
you cant be me unless you start a trend.
Theres nothing I can do to save you.
But theres something you can do to save me.
All I need is a hug of some sort.
But no you dont give it to me.
All you do is sit and stew
in the passion you share between the two of you.
And you dont even share a passing glance to anyone but her.
it sucks i know but im bored and in the poetic mood lately.
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