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I have a boyfriend. She said
This is the end. She said.
Those words four I dread.
They go through my head, as I lay in bed.

I have a boyfriend.

Those words I have fear.
Those words I hate to hear.
Those words are not great.
These words are true.
She hoped, they did not make me blue.

I have a boyfriend.

Those words I could not ignore.
Those words shut the door.
She said we could be friends.
But, this was the end.

I have a boyfriend.

It makes me really cold.
I think about somebody else that she wants to hold.
The fact that somebody over me she would choose, gives me the blues.
It makes me cry. It makes me ask why.

I have a boyfriend.

There's somebody else she's want to date.
There's somebody else, she thinks is great.
She hopes I understand.
There's somebody else with whom she wants to hold hands.
There's somebody else whom she does care.
Thus, it won't go anywhere.