he comes to me with problems. i'm his very best friend. we talk about everything. on eachother, we depend. he told me about a girl, that he thinks he really loves, but she just doesn't feel the same, he's feelings, she seems to shrug. still, she leads him on. and it breaks his heart in two. it hurts me more to see him hurt, but there's nothing i can do. does she not even care about his heart, so pure and fine? how can a person be so cruel? or is she just too blind? does she not see what she's doing? or does she just want a game to play? the odds of love are just so low, but he'll bet his heart away. then, he'll come back hurting, but she'll do it once again. why does he always bet his heart, when her love he just can't win? i wish he'd never played her game, 'cause now she's got his heart, and although i try to help him out, in this game, i have no part. will he keep on betting, when there's nothing for him to win? or must i sit and watch him hurt, losing again and again? and if he gives her all his heart, is there nothing left for me? why do you think i care so much? i love him more than she! he'd never have to play a game, he'd never have to lose. i'd let him win, he'd have my love, but is that what he'd choose? he'll never get over her, so i will never win. i just must watch her break our hearts, she's done it once again!Birth sign: Not entered
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