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Your words I have read

Your confessions I have known

But not for me

And not to me

But for her,

And for her only

Your love in those eyes

I have seen

Witnessed the battle

You tried to win

But it was not for me,

I know it’s not for me

Because it’s all for her,

And just hers entirely

Your feelings for her

Is like a sword

Stabbing me right on my chest,

Slaying me flesh to flesh

And I let you do it

Because that’s all I know

For what kind of friend will I be?

If over this, I’ll let our friendship go

Really, though. I don't like writing sappy love poems. Hahaha. WHYYYYYY