she's gorgeous.
you swim in the sea of brunette hair that she flips every time she looks at you.
she lays in my spot-
your arms.
she drowns in compliments with every angle that she turns.
she's still never enough for herself and her own expectations.
she's not what i expected you to find.
i wanted to believe that you wouldn't be another foolish one of her victims...
guess i was wrong about you once again.
shocker.
oh well...
you'll find out eventually that she's not any different from any other pretty girl.
you'll still fall for her.
you'll most likely sleep with her.
i'll get jealous.
i'll prolly cry a little.
that's okay.
eventually you'll find the last she;
the one that'll take you for the rest of your life...
i'll pretend to be happy for you...
even if that she is not me.
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Simply Me
PoetrySimply Me is about my life and the ups and downs of it. Some parts of this story handle fun and exciting parts of my life, while other parts are heavier topics and about trying to push through bad days. Remember that your differences from the rest o...
