Do you see me?
I don't think so.
No mater what i wear, how i do my hair, or what my body language says.
you can't see me
as i was falling for you, you were looking at her
so now here i am, no longer smiling on the sofa, or finding myself giggling.
instead i find myself thinking of you and walking past the door wishing you would knock, and planning stupid ways to make my way to you.
i shoulda known better.
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