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Stairwells and Broken Dreams
We pass each other in the stairwell
And inside, a piece of me dies,
You and her stand pressed together
Gazing up at each other’s eyes In the way that we never have And never will,
You wave with one hand, absentmindedly not looking up from her
Where before there would have been a hug or a high five
And I immediately know that this will be just like
Every other girl that you date,
That she will take the part of your life
That used to belong to your friends
And that until you end it
We won’t see you
Then you will come back again for a little while,
Until you meet another girl that catches your eye.
And the cycle starts again
And I know that no matter what
It will never be me.
I guess I will just have to wait until
It all ends and we drift out of contact,
Sadly waving at each other as we walk in opposite directions.
Either that or,
Stop being friends,
But we used to be so close
that the thought
Physically wounds me
Like a dagger thrusting out of my gut.
I nod my chin in your direction and walk away.
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