Between a rock and a hard place,
glory can be found,
I've spent days waiting for you to look around.
To catch my eye, to hold my stare,
and just once more ,
run fingers in my hair.
I try to stay calm,
not crack under pressure.
But with you next to her,
i feel regrets i no longer measure.
I want to fight on in this war,
To win your affection.
Curious if my heart will heal from your infection.
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