Lying here,
In the dead of night.
My room is dark,
Void of all light.
A tear runs down my cheek,
And slowly I brush it away.
It hurts just to think,
That in her arms is where you'll stay,
My heart aches for you,
As yours aches for her.
There's nothing left to do,
But to deal with my hurt.
I watched you come,
And I watched you leave,
Knowing the last person you'd want is me.
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