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Nov 2020
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I don't sleep at night
Cause I'm thinking of you
Alone with my thoughts
Trapped in this bed
Know I'd give the world
Just to start over again

Oct. 30th that evening
We had a drink, watched a movie, nibble on some cheddar cheese.
Then you laid down
with me in my bed
Pillow talk
you whispered in my ear  you told me you found a sweet spot
as you laid your head upon my chest
I wish that moment didn't end
That night was over
I almost gave in
you didn't get it
from me like you expected
you might have

It really didn't matter to you
(so much for "that sweet spot")

So you did this instead
you already
had it  all planned
It was planned out ahead
Cause,
Early that morning on Nov 1st
you laid in his bed and got it
from him.
Your forever lover,
Your forever friend

I knew you would go
backwards
You said you wouldn't
but, you did
You never stopped communicating or meeting up with Greg
Now he is happy
that you've been laying
in one of his beds.

And your imperfections
perfectly drawn up
I was a fool to think
you were in love with me
That you gave him up
So, you kept Gregory Pappas in your
back pocket and to keep interest in you because
Mary Ann, you need someone to
lay down with.
I know this to be true

This story will go on and on
it will never end
So, roses are red
Violets are blue
It's all in my head
No matter what I say
or what I do
The facts will remain.
You will always be
with him.
It's not Me and You
It's You and He

Simba
Written by
Simba  62/M/Massachusetts
(62/M/Massachusetts)   
70
   Imran Islam
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