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I See Her

By Lizzytizzy, Round Lake Beach, IL

I see you standing with her
I see you looking at her
Look the same way you look at me in my dreams.
She looks nothing like me, I guess that's something.
We just aren't meant to be together
Does that stop me from seeing you every time I close my eyes?

Of course not.

I see her, holding your hand, squeeing it tight.
I don't think I be so touchy.
We would just sit and talk all night.
Instead I see her out all night with you.

I see her.
I see you.
But I don't see me.

And I'm learning to get over it.



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