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Jun 2015
I have to wonder why
Why I feel bad telling you what's on my mind
I can't really help what I feel
I know it's not part of my appeal
I don't like the thought of you and her
Well not just her, any her
But I have always thought she was gorgeous
More outspoken than me, but not flawless
Most hers are

I can't help I'm insecure
I know you love me
Say it more?
As much as I wish I could read your mind
I can't always see it in your eyes

Having my brother tell me sent my heart pacing
My anxiety racing
Did you feel you had something to hide?
Or was it just not on your mind?
Were you trying not to make me mad?
Because instead you just made me sad

I love you more than my heart can bear
I don't want you to feel like you can't be friends
But I'd rather it if I was there
Or maybe you could tell me she was there
Instead of me finding out through somebody else
It hurt me more than I'll ever tell

Seeing that look in your eyes
I couldn't help but apologize
I can't help the way I feel
Maybe you should tell me why I have nothing to fear
Doesn't anything bother you?
How can I help you understand
What's going on in my head
Is out of my hands
Well, he and a friend had lunch with this girl... A girl I was upset about before. Right before we started dating they went to prom. It caused a big ordeal to me. I didn't like it at all. Now they had lunch with a friend together and I didn't find out until days later. Not even by him. My brother told me.
Lindsey Nicole Isbell
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Lindsey Nicole Isbell  20/F
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