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I Hate the Idea of You with Her


You were never really mine

And it has been a long time

I still hope we will cross paths one day

"I don't feel it" you would say

You called me Mei and I called you Bray

This hurts me everyday

What is wrong with me?

And who is she?

I miss you

You have no clue

It was your hair that you would always brush back

This makes me hope maybe someday you will come back

It was your brown eyes

My nights filled with cries

It was your hands interlocked with mine

Oh, I was so blind

I love the freckles on your shoulders

But with you gone it has become colder

I see you hold her

My head begins to stir and my vision starts to blur

We used to sing and dance

I realize you never really gave us a chance

You would hum whenever you were happy

With you gone I've become snappy

Your chest I would lay on, listening to your heart beat faster and faster

I still question, why her?

It was your laugh that I could still hear

Here I go crying, my makeup beginning to smear

It was the way you looked at me

Stop looking at me

I miss that smirk

Ugh, you hurt me so many times you jerk

You like the soda Mountain Dew

How do I remember everything about you?

Your thin, yet soft lips that I would kiss

You do not know how much you are missed

It was that kiss on the cheek at the stoplight

Here I am with this poem I continue to write

I remember our first date

I thought it was fate

You sold your speaker to take me out to eat

Looking back at this, my heart feels beat

You left me for her

Did you forget about what we were?

This was all just a game

Please, I cannot handle this pain

I still think of you

Help, what do I do?

You obviously let go

You do not want me, I know

Why do I still care?

I know you will come back, but don't you dare

I hope it does not last forever

For it was supposed to be us, together

You were always there

Now you leave? I swear . . .

No one will understand

Oh how we met, so unplanned

Somedays I am filled with hate and regret

If I had someone else, you would want me then, I bet

But it will all be okay, you are now apart of my past

As for everyday I still wish we did last . . .

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