Wanted Back

He looks at me with longing, as I once regarded him
Before he took and broke my heart, like any other limb
He looks at me with interest, a look I've seen before
The way I used to look at him, before he burned me to the core
"Let's get back together," reads his ugly, messy print
I wrinkle my nose and look back at him with an evil squint
Another girl walks up and kisses him on his face
And everything he looked at me with is gone without a trace.

The End

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