I wish.

April 20, 2018

I see you

At the other end of this table

Smiling,

Laughing.

With her.

The one we both love.

But I love you, too.

I guess you don’t really understand that.

It tears me apart

To see you so happy with her.

I wish that were me.

But I don’t deserve you.

I wish I did.

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