In the end, what's in store for us?
What do you have that I don't?
What don't I have that he has?
Was it fun playing this game?
Playing me
Memorizing my birthday
Knowing my name?
Did it give you any satisfaction at all
That you've hurt someone
Out of the blue
And pulled the rug under
My ego was bruised
And my anger is simmering
But honestly?
I am really just hurt
Because in the end
What does he have that I don't have?
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PoetryPoems and random stuff during times that I feel sad or in love and something in between.
