He doesn't meet my gaze
catch my eye
look at me how i look at him.
our hands don't fit.
our lips don't spark.
my head doesn't fit on his shoulder.
he doesn't surprise me
he is predictable and ordinary
he didn't do anything for me on Valentines day
we don't say goodnight or good morning
he looks away
he's not deep. but he is conceited
i don't feel special
it's not just how i feel
i'm not special
not to him
i won't be loved
....
BUT he can be soo funny
interesting
informational
handsome
nice
mean
rude
thoughtful
generous
...
Man I gotta break up with him
i don't miss him
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