Is it sick that I get my pleasure
From holding her while she cries
Over her boyfriend choosing another girl?
Seeing the tears spill over
I can only think how pretty she is
And what she would say
If she knew how much
I treasure moments like these.
Happened yesterday, at the football game. Unrequited love, oh sigh.
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