Here we are, hand in hand
People are watching us
But I know they envy us
Cause they never got to experience
Our kinda love
Yet somehow I feel this is the beginning
Of a bitter end
As we walk together, side by side
I can feel you hesitating
I can see you looking at her
While you should be looking at me
But I ignore it, cause you promised me
You’d marry me
I never liked her though
She’s a little too pretty
And a little too nice
Perhaps a little too friendly with you
But she is your childhood friend
Who am I to tell you
Who to hang out with
But I don’t mind
Cause you’re all mine
Least I thought you were
You turn around to face me
Then finally our eyes meet
My heart skipped a beat
I’m still head over heels
In love with this man
But I learn the hard way
All good things come to an end
Then you sit me down and tell me
You’re in love with someone else
Engaged
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Jun
enreal
June 7, 2011 at 05:52
Ouch.
Great prose come from hurt. this piece feels almost numb. I liked it though, there is something about the rhythm of the words