She used to be in love with a boy,
But that sadly remains a dream.
She keeps it to herself,
Telling that her time will come,
And today, she saw that boy,
He was with another guy,
In a car, to their love nest,
She saw their expression.
She was never wrong
When she saw them together,
At night, in the same car, heading out,
Her heart broke into pieces.
She used to feel like this,
And still getting used to it.
But she will never cry,
And that is how beautiful her life is.
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