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4.26.16

The day I realized I was in love with you.

The day you realized the same with her.

Earlier that day you said she didn't a mean a thing,

Now you have her, and me, well I have nothing.

We spent the whole night together but the whole time you were focused on her.

We may have been swimming in a sea of people, but the only thing I saw was the sea in your eyes.

You picked me up at my house and we drive to meet everyone.

We were so in sync until you saw her.

I was alone watching.

While everyone was screaming in support of the speaker I just wanted to scream "I love you!"

It would have been a perfect movie scene, a non realistic one, but one everybody loves.

Instead, it was the most heart wrenchingly realistic scene.

I held back, while you held her.

She left and while we waited to pull out of the parking a song came on.

You wanted to change it, but I said no.

I said no, because I wanted to sing it to you.

I wanted you to hear the emotion in my voice.

You sang too.

I wanted you to know it was for you.

God, I hope you noticed.

I'll never think of that song differently,

I wouldn't want to.

We were driving down the road singing and screaming and laughing.

I hadn't laughed that hard in so long.

You took me home.

I wanted to kiss you goodbye, so bad.

As soon as I got in, I texted you a thank you for one of the best nights of my life.

You replied with "It was truly a blast"

But what blasted was my heart into a million fucking pieces when I knew when you sang that song it was about her, you went that night for her.

I was just a tag along.

But it was with you, so none of it mattered.

I just wish it was me that made you smile like that.

I wish I was the one holding your hand.

I wish you loved me too.

But frankly my dear, dreams never come true.