It's unfair how you do this to me,
Never make me feel under the weather,
Making me miss you desperately,
You treat me like when we were together.
Back when I was in love with you,
You were comfortable to be around,
If there was one thing I would choose to do,
I would have stood my ground.
The feelings I’ve had for you,
Make it harder to look into your eyes,
Still friends, me and you,
But I feel I am telling lies,
I still see you as something more,
I still see you as something more,
Perhaps I should not open that door…
But the truth must be told;
When you smile, it warms me,
Your hands I must hold,
Those lips; I wish to kiss me.
But it cannot be.
If once it did not work,
It must never be.
I feel like a berk.
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