Tears behind my glistening eyes,
When you put your arms around her,
Trying to not weep as I see you,
Smile as her glance lands on your beautiful face,
I am trying to be nice to her,
When you both talk and laugh at me,
Smiling, laughing, crying, shouting,
What's the difference?
My heart is still torn in two,
You still ignore me and walk to her,
Before you would have walked to me,
Now you're walking on my heart,
You only go to her,
To your new friends,
I guess you have grown up,
We both have,
Should I let this go?

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