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by Bethany M Mar 8, 2007 category : Love, romance / lost love
I see you with her I cannot help but to cry On the inside As I walk by I see the way you look at her The same way you looked at me That is when I think I just wish you would have let me be You held me tight You hold her tighter Making me seem Like I am not a fighter I fought for us to be together I fought to make it work But you had to go And become a jerk