Second Place
I hope you don't think of her anymore.
How could a love so sure bring so many questions?
Trust is no issue but I feel like I'm being tested.
Constantly she plagues you in your nightmares and your dreams,
too blind to see me right here in front of you as I scream.
My love for you is for no other, and no other is deserving,
but for some reason I just can't shake this pain inside of me, I'm hurting.
However, I know the place I hold therefore I'll settle,
no pride, no pleasure, or reward,
forever your silver medal.
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