Sometimes I sit and wonder where you are.
Sometimes I wish you weren't with her.
Sometimes I hope you will get mad at her and come to me.
Sometimes I dream about you at night.
Sometimes I write poems about you.
Somtimes I wonder if you know how i feel.
Sometimes I wonder why you stare and smile at me when you got her.
Sometimes I ask myself "Why do I feel this way about you if you're
already happy with her?"
Sometimes I sit here wishing you were with me.
...but not sometimes, Always!
 
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