my heart beats, my feet stay still
as i watch you kiss him on the lips
not knowing im there
how it hurts to see, you kissing
someone else
maybe i think he, s an old friend
you haven, t see for a while
that clears the confusion in
my mind and eases the hurt
in my heart but then you take
his hand and kiss him again
i don, t want see, i don, t want
to know
yet i just cant go
i need to know
even if it, s the end
over i walk and you turn
surprise and shock mirrored
in your eyes as you say
this is chris an old school friend.
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