Author: Pheo the Flame PM
More love poetry from yours truly. I guess I didn't really see you until the seventh grade... and by that point I suppose it was a bit late.Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance - Words: 219 - Favs: 1 - Published: 06-12-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3031674
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I guess I saw him in that one year
when everyone was going crazy
he had to be pointed out to me…
I guess I was a bit dazed.
I'd tried so hard to give up on love
he was as good as taken anyways
the sweetest girl ever was crushing on him
and yet he turned her away.
Two years later I have to wonder:
does he regret that choice?
I think you would be perfect together
the beautiful girl and handsome guy.
Sure, it'd sting a bit, or a lot
and I'd stop believing again
but as long as he gets that happy ending
I'm willing to pretend:
that I never cared
never even looked his way
I want him to be happy
even if it causes me pain.
So go on, laugh, and flirt with him
I'm willing to pretend.
So the sweetest girl and the perfect guy
don't have to remain 'just friends'.
Even though it kills me slowly
how he never answers my pleas
for simple care
bounce off of him
back to me.
Yet I love him more day after day
the badger who rules his den
who's constantly plugged to his headphones
I'm so willing to pretend.