When your Ex-Bff asks,
Are you okay?
You know you look like tears are about to stream down your face,
I was sitting alone at a table,
I can hear people muttering about me,
But I don't care,
I swallow my tears and grin
Yeah, I'm good.
I'm not,
The people I am closest to are pointing at me and whispering about me,
We can't sit there because she won't move.
I'm sorry, but I don't want to move just so you can be next to her,
I shouldn't have to move,
You can go right ahead and find a different spot if you wanna be next to her.
I fear tears are coming down my face,
Still,
I'm not sorry,
I can still feel them laughing together,
and whispering and pointing at me.
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