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I want to break down and cry
he's hers and not mine
my feelings for him so strong
but he sees me as a friend and her as the one

I wish he would see me in a different light
like I do him
longing for a chance to be his
and at the same time, knowing it's time to move on

**spur of the moment poem that I just typed and couldn't think of a title. just looking at my current love situation