Blindspot
I watched you that day,
it made me sigh.
Touching you, I wanted to cry.
It felt so comfortable, two people talking,
Felt like always,
two people laughing.
I knew it was wrong being there,
Compulsion brought me to you.
Memories binded me to your side.
You were laughing,
it wasn’t with me.
How cruel it had been then,
Thinking of it only now.
How cruel you had been ,
not to tell me.
RA
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