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not their fault

we're so close now i can feel a wave every time you move. not touching. the girl is sitting on the boy's lap he's holding her waist, legs twined. but shes not me. sitting next to you, ur knees, we touch, then jump apart. we never used to. super cute drunk girl skipping, sexy boy being the man. i'm busy playing mother hen. our faces inches apart, smiles, not important, eyes say all. breathing as one. i'm the one who told the boy how to get the one girl he wanted. whats wrong with me? a joke only we understand, a converstion we can remember. what happened to us? oh. i did this. i fell for the boy, i gained her friendship. i made a decision to wait, to not go for what i wanted. for you. i became your friend, explained how to date my best girlfriend. i ended possibilities. and told you because i'm dumb. ruining any chance of protecting what we did have. i dont hate the girl, she has nothing to apologize for. neither does he. its not their fault i'm in love.
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Sep 3, 2012
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