I hate that I love you, it crushes my soul.
But when I try to move on, I reminded of times of old.
How I'd look into your eyes, and tell you how I feel.
Then you would do the same, I could have swore it wasn't real.
How I would long for your voice, even if I was talking to you.
But now I realize, all my feelings would never move you.
I was never what you wanted, I just took care of needs.
And you only come back when you've been hurt, or atleast thats how it seems.
And I really want to be there, because thats what a friends for.
But it's hard being friends with someone who you adore.
I wish I hadn't tried, and set myself up to fail.
Time after time, now it's like my love is stale.
You'll never truely know, how much I really love Ya.
And if I was to compare future girls to her? No one would be above Ya.
So I guess this my vent, I guess I need to move on.
With All My Love, Your bestfriend Shadenights.
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