Pretend
I never really,
Got to say,
How much I think of you,
Everyday.
Seeing you,
It makes me weak.
When I call,
You hardly speak.
We could talk,
For hours on end.
Too bad this,
Is only pretend...
Copyright © Mandy Nicole | Year Posted 2009
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