He walks by me,
His piercing blue eyes sparkling with mischief
and for a second, I dare to think hes looking at me
I start to smile, but stop, when I see her
She grabs his hand, pulling him to a secluded corner,
Where he takes her in his arms, and I look away
I already know what's going to happen,
but i don't know why it hurts so much,
I mean, we're just friends right?
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That's so sad. Don't worry though, he's the one missing out :P
Keep up the good work, I liked it.
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^.^ thanks, Josh. that really means a lot.
Aww thats sad. i hate it when you are just fiends but you want to be more.
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yea, it happens all the time to me, but I learned to accept that they don't think of me that way. even if it doesnt hurt any less...
lol but thank you for commenting.
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