Time, after time, I told myself
That I don't need you.
I told myself he's talking to her again.
My parents, friends, and even I suspected you were talking to both of us.
But we received sign, after sign, telling us differently.
You didn't even smile at her, only me.
You never talked to her like you did to me.
You never laughed at her when she made a cute mistake.
You never texted her for four hours straight.
You only did those things to me.
That is why I trusted you the way I did.
I remember telling myself that I better be making the right decision.
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Purple poems
कविता"And if a genie were to come come and tell her she had one wish, she would wish for the world to slow down, and for the pain to finally stop." #17 in tired 8/8/18
