Your decision

July 16, 2013

To have a lot of acquaintances, that must be great.

But sometimes there is this thing call fate.

You’d think it’s good and tons of fun.

But then that one action.. And that’s it you’re done.

To think just one of those I would be so close

To think that the person would be the one I lean on the most.

And then just to do something and of course I’m upset

But I don’t show it, I leave it as it was left.

But why didn’t know you know I feel? How hurt I was?

For you not to bother, but for me it just does.

Okay it’s obvious that people are not the same.

Realize that what happened was a pain.

To feel left alone and not knowing where to go.

To come back and act like you don’t know.

To think you would wait for me and consider my feelings.

But to be your friend this was the dealings.

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