Something I should have said - Feat
You are not my
type she said, and
and she was right
I'm not her
type. And neither
is she mine. But
what if I had
thought she was?
Would I be
hurt? Would I
be cross?
But I do
like her just
the way she is.
Could we be
friends I ask,
or would that
prove an
impossible
task? My type
is not at all
like hers. But I
don't mind. I'm
not her type.
type she said, and
and she was right
I'm not her
type. And neither
is she mine. But
what if I had
thought she was?
Would I be
hurt? Would I
be cross?
But I do
like her just
the way she is.
Could we be
friends I ask,
or would that
prove an
impossible
task? My type
is not at all
like hers. But I
don't mind. I'm
not her type.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Elymare: | Dinsdag, augustus 05, 2014 21:51 |
| Mooie inhoud, en echt briljant hoe het begin en het eind op elkaar aansluiten. Laatste strofe is cool. | |
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| Auteur: Ceridwen | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 21 april 2013 | ||
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