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May 07
poem
theshortfriend

My Heart Picked Wrong

I go for the girls,
But you go for the Drews.
We’re talking now so of course you never knew,
That I would've chosen you over any old truth.

Texting up late, telling my cousin.
She says that you’re bi but in my heart I know better.
I’m chatting with friends but looking for you,
They say I'm your type, I tell them to shoo.

I’m no prince, I can’t show you whole new worlds.
But do you ever wonder if you’d be content with me?
I’m nothing special, a little odd honestly,
But do you ever think about if it’d work with yours truly.

I wish you saw the stars in my eyes when you smile.
And their worry when you tell me you’re down.
I’m so much more than a friendly funny child,
I’m the face that could stand by you in your darkest hour.

Every inch in me tells me there’s nothing there,
But when I see your eyes my worries disappear.
Cause I could be there to stay,
But of course you’re effing straight.

Saw you the other day when we were all out on the green.
Standing too close to him, we’re only fifteen.
I guess we don’t play for the same team.
Guess you were never looking at me.

So there was nothing there.
And you’ll still talk to me cause we’re both people who care.
But I suppose I’m just another soul in your world,
And you’re the far off queen of Bel Air.

It’s been a few months, the sparks that flew now fade.
It’s a shame you still don’t feel the same.
As our friendship kicks off, my crush packs its bags.
Maybe this heart will never find its way.
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Posted: 05.07.22
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  1. Treblemaker
    May 09, 2022

    i love the rhyming, this is simply beautiful

    I write because the music of language spoke to me in books and I wanted to make a beautiful noise to answer back ~ Lee Williams.

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  1. theshortfriend
    May 09, 2022

    OMG thanks! i was kinda unsure of the rhymes at first but it means a lot!

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