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I watch you come in and out of my life…wishing that you would just stay…wanting to just ask you so many things…to tell you the truth. But everyday I keep quiet…not saying what I really want…keeping it all bottled up inside for me and me alone.

And day after day I see you and I hope and pray that you’ll do something, anything…when you do I feel complete…but when you don’t I feel myself breaking.

And the games…the games are constant…I don’t talk to you, you ignore me. I flirt a little and you flirt a lot. I tell you the truth and you tell me that’s not for you…then the game starts all over…and my heart shatters more and more each time…


Each time I look in your eyes…



Each time you hug me…






Each time you compliment me…





Each time I get hope…


And then I finally say the truth…

I like you…


But that isn’t enough for you…

It never is and never will be…

But I’ll continue playing the games…

Letting you control me…

Because…

I don’t know what else to do….



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