Me And You Poem by Mystykka Mysterious
Me And You
On my bed,
Thinking of you,
Of what you said,
And wondering if it's true.
So I call you,
But you say,
I shouldn't call you,
And we should talk another day.
You finally get to call me,
But you can only talk so long.
And by the time I'm about to talk,
You're already gone.
We're tearing apart my best friend,
She likes you too,
And soon it's tearing me apart,
But I love you.
What should we do?
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5/1/2024 6:47:30 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Do what you think is best. Megan Cook is my girlfriend, and i have trouble with my friends. if they're your true friend, they'll be happy 4 u.