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It was on the net,
We first met.
After a month or two you said me liked me,
And I bit after that I was confused because I liked you to.
Perfect it seemed in everyway,
I really thought you would stay.
But then we went and met and it all fell through,
So then what was I meant to do?!
I thought you were different, that you cared,
I was wrong.. BUT how could you forget all that we shared?
I suppose the potential I saw you couldn’t see,
And I should have realized we would never be a “we”
So why cant you still talk to me now?
I guess I’m still dreaming anyhow….

by Jennifer B.

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