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I'm not his type

He knows now that I like him

 

But he tries to get away from me.

 

He finds another girl to play with,

 

and to spark on my jealousy.

 

 

I kept thinking about it

 

and I wondered why.

 

I thought, to myself,

 

that maybe,

 

I was not his type.

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Written by
Mawesmazing
23 / F / Philippines
Published
Mar 13, 2019
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Tags
#crush#love#rejection#type
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