Ok this one is kind of complicated. I didn't write it, but its about how I feel. I told my friend a story and she wrote a poem. So heads up, this one isn't by me
I see you every day,
you know just how I feel,
you put your arm around her waist,
it seems so unreal
I told you I liked you,
I told you what I thought,
you didn't seem to care,
and I was very distraught
I thought that you liked me,
you said that you had,
but apparently, those feelings were gone,
and I was pretty sad
I could've dealt with it,
if I hadn't seen you with her,
now the pain comes flooding back,
its all just a blur
I know it wouldn't have worked,
I wasn't the right person,
but I couldn't help liking you,
and the feeling's worsened
I've given up on you now,
since you found her,
but I'm glad I'm over you,
I found someone else I prefer
