Unseen Love

January 14, 2009
By Anonymous

The little hits I get from you,
the occasional push and shove,
are something I hold in my head
as a reminder it was out of love.
Our joking styles mesh so well,
and everyone can see; but
when I see you holding her
it makes me want to scream.
I did not know she'd be there
doesn't seem like where'd she be,
she just is not right for you,
and I'm waiting for you to see.
When you kissed her right in front of me
my heart broke into two,
watching you grown happy with her
hurts because it should be me and you.
Everyday is a new day hoping it won't last,
or else I will not know what to do

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