Her

I see you everyday- 

Monday to Friday sharing eye contact every 3 minutes

but you like her. 

She's anything anyone could want. Perfect. 

Maybe if I were more like her- 

And they say, "never change for someone else" but you are the reason I want to change 

But to change for you would be imposible because you like her.

Only to change everything about myslef just so you would like me back- but no

You like her. 

And why should I be jealous? 

You are never going to like me. 

And thats ok.

Because you like her. 

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