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Apr 19
And I wondered how can it be felt that effortlessly
                                                                                                                                                The feeling of not being left out, when that one leaves
                                                                                                                                                Only then you remember my existence and that I’m here
                                                                                                                                                Seasons went by and you’ve travelled the world with that one in mind
                                                                                                                                                Yet I’m still stuck here waiting for you but you never came
                                                                                                                                                It wasn’t about being busy as you said, I just wasn’t the priority
                                                                                                                                                That feeling of uneasiness in my chest that I get when
                                                                                                                                                 I realize I didn’t mean as much as you did for me
                                                                                                                                                When I’m included only when others aren’t available
                                                                                                                                                 It feels like there’s a void in my heart surrounded by endless solitude
                                                                                                                                                 But can it be filled when I’m no longer the backup friend, your “Plan B”?....
Written by
Malouka  15/F
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