The One

January 21, 2010
you never asked how bad you hurt me,
you never looked like you cared,
sometimes when you pass by me in the hall i wonder if you see me,
you always call when you need something,
but never just to check in,
now that you're gone i feel as if im left with nothing,
what am i to do?
each time i walk by i frown,
i guess i have to pick myself up,
theres one out their for me

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