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I love you...... but I hate you.
I always usto tell all my friends that you can't posibaly love someone and hate someone at the same time.
But just today I've noticed that it is posibal.
You walk up to me
and give me a great big hug
You love to see me happy
I give you a tug
and you kiss my cheek and walk to class.
On my way to the bus I see you with "her". You an "her" kiss each other on the cheek and hig each other like you just got reunited after 10 years.
I just sit down on the bench and act like nothing is happening.
Like none of this is bothering me,
My best friend ask's you out the next day.
She hugs you in front of me.
My heart shatters into a million pieces on the ground.
I scurry to pick them up before you notice I am heart broken.
You are "her". The girl I envey
The one person I look up to,
a role model.
And that rule you taugh me.
Best friends dont steal each others boyfriends.
Well I guess that wasnt set in stone.
My heart is cold the rest of the day.
Suffering from jellousey and that feeling you get when someone you love, loves someone else.
Everything goes blurry.
I wake up in his arms.
I smile.
I love you I say
He says the same.
We kiss.
A cold mettel object awakes me.
A spoon.
The work of my 16 year old brother.
It was all a dream right?
Is I get on the bus I see you two holing hands and sitting with each other.
There goes my heart again.
This time she see's it brake.
She smiles and turns her head.
This was her plan all along.
She enjoys watching me be in pain.
she likes when people are jellious of her.
She enjoys attention.
She is my best friend.
My Ex- best friend.
He is my boy friend.
My Ex- Boy friend
And this,
this is my life.

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boys are icky xD
very nice.
except the spelling was way off
but those who spell differently
are to make a difference on this world :]
beautiful
my best friend is Spell Check! {):0)-{-<