Sonia who you just met a day ago, according to you was the hottest girl in the world, so perfect you stuttered when she spoke to you. I acknowledge the fact that her looks were beyond amazing and was fine with everything till
"If Jasmine wants you back and Sonia wants you, who would you go for?"
"Thats a tough one."
"Huh, you really don't know who to choose?"
"I mean yeah la, it's difficult what."
Then you say I'm sorry.
And I wonder how a year of memories could even begin to compare to a pretty sight at night.
You constantly speak of how much you're going through, how much you're suffering.
What about the hurt I feel?
I am merely human.
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