They

by ava michelle   Feb 27, 2008


I watch as they walk
down the hall
hand in hand
they think it doesn't bug me
they think i don't care
but they don't see what i see
i see my best friend
and my ex
together
laughing
they said they were friends
when we were together
she said she loved him as a brother a friend
i don't kiss my brother
like that
so why does she?

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