Confessions of a 3rd party

by geola soldivillo   Sep 27, 2008


I like it when he remembers me,
only to find out that his girl is busy..
I like it when he tells me that he loves me,
only to find out that he doesn't have anybody to text to..
I like it when he's extra special,
only to find out that he and his girl had a fight..
I like it when he spends time with me,
only because his girl couldn't find time for him..
I don't take pleasure in hurting his girl's feelings because I know at the end if the day, IT'S STILL HER NOT ME:(

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