Dear stranger
It was nice to see you again
You're grown now and have so many friends
You're handsome and tall
Blue eyed stranger
We used to know each other
Like I know my own name
I used to know you better
But now you won't tell me a damn thing
I knew you for years the second we met
I should've had known it was fake, a play set
Bright painted scenery to hide the real lines
That were being said
Though I could see you loved me, dear stranger
Why was it so hard to say?
Tell me, blue-eyed stranger
What exactly was in your way?
We've been through this before
I used to be in the spotlight with you
Laughing loudly with our unspoken love
But that is no more
Your still in the spotlight, spinning
With her
And I am nothing
This is your world and I am nothing to you
Except a background character
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Poet\'s Dream (
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- Comment from author about the poem: The category for this poem is yearning and jeoulsy
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Comments1
Playing second fiddle is never an easy position. Well written
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