It's a mess

by Anna   May 29, 2005


I said I wasn't bothered
I said I wouldn't care
I thought I wouldn't miss the way he used to touch my hair
We were only ever meaningless
It wasn't even sex
But now my best friend's seeing him
It's turned into a mess

I said it wasn't weird
I said it would be fine
But my f**king best friend is seeing someone that used to kind of mine
If I don't won't it to happen it doesn't have to
It "won't"
Either way it seems I lose
I shouldn't be the one to f**king choose

Yes it's weird, but it's all my fault
there's no point saying that it's not
I just find it hard that in a situation that he'd sit next to me, he now sits next to her and we become a three

It's down to those two
They've made their choice
And I sound bitter
Its apparent in my voice
They really didn't have to
But now it's too f**king late
Classic- it's my best friend and my ex that have got me in this state

But good luck to them!!

~I'm sorry shell~

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