Just That Girl

Although I don't know her
I'd like to rub 'us' in her face,
to tell her what we lived for
in those too few days.

I want her to be jealous
that she's not the only one
to put her arms around you
and watch the setting of the sun.

You told me I'm amazing...
I'm sure she thinks she is too.
Will you tell her this also
before you bid her adieu?

It doesn't really matter though;
I'm the one forlorn.
I'm just the girl who came before,
still angry and torn.

by amberdawn070706
posted on 09/19/2007