Just A Friend

You don't think of me,
Not the in the way
That I think of you.
To you,
I am a friend,
Occasionally funny,
Usually nice,
Easily ignorable.
But to me,
You are a goddess.
You are beautiful,
Always kind,
Always happy,
And absolutely perfect.
Just to talk to you
Is more than I deserve,
You deserve better than I,
And yet I feel something,
When I see you
With someone else.

The End

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