Maybe She Found Someone Else

Like a bee stinging me on a sunny day.

She found someone else.

White and pink roses, daisies, hydrangeas a withering bouquet. (please get the references.. they are flowers of what?!?!)

She found someone else.

I’m now Invisible, Aiken Clay.

She found someone else.

Piercing through the mob of my heart, an Angel Ray

She found someone else.

The thoughts drains me here as I lay astray.

She found someone else.

Should I just move on as everyone else say?

She found someone else.

I was talking to my friend while we were studying. I told her she (not her), didn’t talk to me for almost three months. She told me, ‘that’s along time. Do You think about it all the time? Maybe she found someone else’… maybe she found someone else… she told me not to cry. I didn’t cry, but when she said so, when she told me not to cry, I instinctively averted my gaze to not show anything. But I think that showed a lot.