It is hard to watch her touch you,
The way you used to touch me,
Her fingertips graze your thigh,
and you smile quietly.
I try to shift my eyes away,
I search the floor for reasons,
If only I could shake the ghost,
Thats been haunting me for seasons.
But you're everywhere i go,
When will this loneliness end?
I hope that you're happy now,
Not having me as your girlfriend.
It's difficult to look at you,
Knowing you'll never look at me,
But this happened for a reason,
We were never meant to be.
Jun 23, 2017
Jun 23, 2017 at 10:30 AM UTC
It is hard to watch her touch you,
The way you used to touch me,
Her fingertips graze your thigh,
and you smile quietly.
I try to shift my eyes away,
I search the floor for reasons,
If only I could shake the ghost,
Thats been haunting me for seasons.
But you're everywhere i go,
When will this loneliness end?
I hope that you're happy now,
Not having me as your girlfriend.
It's difficult to look at you,
Knowing you'll never look at me,
But this happened for a reason,
We were never meant to be.
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