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Jul 2013
Thinking back to the start, when we had a spark
The sort of symphony that could leave a mark
Our friendship grew into something more
A little too late I saw you were no more than a bore
You had not a clue how to keep a conversation going
At your very best you were extremely boring  
Whenever I brought up an interesting topic
All I got back from you was static
Bland replies like ‘okay’ and ‘cool’
Left me feeling a typical fool
You hardly ever made me laugh
And when you did it felt all too forced
In retrospect you probably never understood me
Your eyes were open, but they didn’t really see  
None of it felt natural
My affection for you became ephemeral
Ignoring the obvious I tried to make it work
Probably because of the attention I got
Buzzkill you were, you ****** out all the fun
I soon realized the spark I felt was gone
So I stopped trying…

Then came the turnaround when you told me you loved me
Some nonsense about ‘you wanted more’ you just wouldn’t let me be
It was funny at first
You were joking, or this was a test
I had lost whatever feeling I had for you
So I found it absurd to say "I love you too"
You asked me to be you girlfriend
Now I didn’t want to lose you as a friend
But I couldn't say yes either
Couldn’t imagine the thought of us together
So I started making excuses on why we wouldn't last
But your solutions solved them really fast
When I said we could just be friends
You laughed it off and told me to keep my terms
Arguments became our mainstay
Irrelevant and needless we had them all day
You accused me of stringing you along
You called me selfish, and I knew I was wrong
I knew I was being selfish, I was leading you on
I only thought I could…




Part 2 will be out soon
Written by
Desire Akahome  Chicago
(Chicago)   
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