It Can’t Be Me
Who do you love?
It can't be me.
Those patterns you traced
on the side of my neck,
your fingers, your tongue
softly claiming me as your own.
It can't be me.
The words you whispered,
the way you kissed my forehead
and held me in your arms
after we'd disconnected.
It can't be me.
You threw me away so easily,
just a quick roll in the hay
you're just not girlfriend material
i'm so sorry
i'll miss you
just think about Happy Feet
and you'll be fine.
That girl who sobbed her heart out
as we said our goodbyes.
It can't be me.
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