She & Her

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She should’ve chosen me.

Instead, I watch closely to the boy, the wasn’t  me.

I wish I could be a He.

I wish she would like a She.

 

Yes, lesbian thinking.

A little fingering.

I wish she was with me,

But she’s with a He.

 

14.

 

For you, I’d drop everything.

Think.

Every time I see you, I can’t even blink.

I stare and daydream of a She fling.

 

For you, I’d do anything.

Think.

Every time I see you,

I never want to leave you.

 

15

 

Feeding off my energy of misery,

Without you.

I bear witness to a He making a fool

Of you.

 

I don’t want to ache for you.

I need a break from you.

And maybe you’ll know who I could’ve been for you.

 

16.

 

Clean, drug-free from miss She.

I wish her nothing but time to be lonely.

Sorry.

 

Bitter.

Partly, because my clit never met her.

Joking.

 

17.

 

Somehow, I found myself back with her.

Our history is a blur,

But redundancy is alive here.

I’m always just a friend here.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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