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You chose her
So Why are you staring at me?
It’s bittersweet how we kiss in your bedroom each night
After you drunk dial me every Wednesday for only God knows what’s on your mind
Twice you’ve said my name to her
Yet there seems to be words that yearn to be unearthed
But why won’t you unveil them to me?
My hearts a puppet on your string
so close yet never enough to be considered love, is that where you want to keep me?
Maybe I’m the fool that still needs you
And I could wait around for your intentions to confess out the ceilings of your conscious
But You chose her
So Go
Go and be happy with her
Cause Baby if you can’t be honest with your feelings for me
How can you be honest with your friends, your goals, your vows
Will u be Honest if I need to ask you “who is she” or “where were you last night”
Cause what type of dad will the kids learn from?
What will you do???
It’s daunting, but what’s the point of dating if it’s not to find your missing rib?
And You’re still staring at me
But oh baby
you chose her
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