Painful Love
When I first met them, I didn’t know they were the one.
I met them right after me and a girl were done.
Big blue eyes and long green hair.
All I can do, I can’t help it, is stare.
I haven’t told them how I feel.
But the things I feel for them are real.
The other day they held my hand.
I want to show them off to all of the land.
They painted their nails a sharp, nice white.
I thought about those nails all day and night.
But I can’t be with him, because he has a girlfriend.
But I can’t be with him, I’m not a suitable boyfriend.
-Ozzy Haase
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