She
wouldn’t admit it
Yet,
she enjoyed my company
Her
heart was as cold
As the Iced Capps
she enjoyed.
I should have known
It wasn’t going to last
Her dog wouldn’t accept me
That
was a definite sign.
She kvetched about her sister
Always being a pain
But, because she
couldn’t say the words
I was the one who ended up hurt.
Her heart bled blue and white
A rival in my book
For I support the red and black
White and Gold mixed in.
It wasn’t going to
work from the start
I was blind at first
But, my sight became clear
When she couldn’t utter those
three words.
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