Criss Cross Poem by Haley cox

Criss Cross



Things will always be criss crossed
I will love him,
He wont love me
Than he'll choose to love me
But i'll choose not to love him
I'll want to talk
He wont awnser
Than he'll call
And i'll 'accidentally' leave my phone in my room
I'll come to seattle,
He'll be busy
I wanted to marry him
I guess he doesnt want to marry me

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