"When I see you it stings like Hell,
to the fact that we could have something,
that'll never happen."
Every song can't help but remind me of you.
Deep down, I really wish you knew.
Even though, its not like you'd care.
I've realized that those types of things are very rare.
But I can't help thinking, of how it could be.
You're with her, but we all know, you should be with me.
I really don't know what else to do.
But obviously, I can't get a clue.
You're with her, and I know you're happy.
But I still sit here and write these poems that are so sappy.
I really wish you'd feel this too.
Like I said, I really wish you knew.
But like the title reads: You Can't Always Get What You Want
No matter what type or size of font.
So all I can really do is keep on writing.
And hopefully one day, I'll have something exciting.
I'm so sick of feeling blue.
Oh, how I wish you knew.
Saturday, April 11, 2009
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