Reverse Friendzone

Sun, 01/01/2017 - 13:21 -- AngelP

Except to me  

It's already messed up 

We're already different 

Than before we started talking 

So don't silence 

What you wish not to hear 

That brings the feelings more to the surface 

So at any social gathering 

They are the first to appear 

Beneath my red cheeks

Behind your stepbacks 

In small talk with 

Eyes that dash 

I know what you may think 

That this is all on my end 

But forgive me between 




For no longer wanting to call you 



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