I hold my left arm,
in my right hand,
trying to soothe,
the overly bruised muscle,
my thoughts race,
to a girl,
no,
not her,
no,
not you,
but her,
i see her everyday,
morning and afternoon,
she's sweet,
nice,
and gorgeous,
she makes me smile,
laugh,
and,
makes me happy,
i close my eyes and see her,
then,
a frown appears,
on my face,
i open my eyes,
and sigh,
my mind starts to race,
'you're a dumbass,
you know that?
falling for a girl,
you'll never get,
and why her?
why another straight girl?
pfft,
who cares?
whenever you did,
fall for one,
you never got hurt,
even when they turned you down,
and who cares,
about what others think?
your life,
your rules,
care for her,
fall for her,
and love her,
love...
Becca'
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