I like you but she likes you too!

by SantanaAkAMisLilOne   May 23, 2013


I like you but she likes you too!

Liked you from the start, but I didn't know how it was going to turn out. To me I thought we hit it off great, to me I thought everything was going right on that night we met. I was so shy that I didn't give you my number maybe that's what low esteem does to you I guess. After that you started hanging out with my best friend that made me think you two had a thing so I let you two be. Now that you found us I finally give you my number. I'm starting to get to know you and this feel is getting so much stronger and I know you can feel it too, I just don't know what to do when she still likes you.

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  • 10 years ago

    by Harry Bryant

    Aha, I see that you are still writing, that is great, though your last write was not a poem, it was a set of pure thoughts, and the experiences that you encountered, with no real end In sight, you are caught between love and heart ache, with your best friend in mind, your thoughts of her are truly those of a very good friend, keep your own heart in mind and if you get a chance to talk to your best friend about this situation, be careful. she may take it as a threat from you, and that is not what you are trying to do, these tings have a way of working out, not always in the way we hope, but if we put them in proper perspective, they usually work out right.
    so I wish you the very best in all your trials. remember for every lost romance, there is a broken heart somewhere, but think about this, does a heart really break? or it just the feeling of loneliness that is going to start? it is my humble opinion that heart break originates in the brain, and that it is impossible to shut it down. so we dwell on those thoughts of losing our love, however I think that it is not us who loses but those who made the choice to leave us, but how do we tell our heart this, Oh, I know how, write another poem, seems to work for me. hang in there and write a new poem. your friend Harry Bryant