“Didn’t want me there”

I knew they didn’t want me there.

But I didn’t care.

I wanted to be there.

No, I had to be there.

I had to see her.

I had to tell her what I felt.

I had to let her know.

Tonight, before it was too late.

That’s why I was there.

Even though they didn’t want me there.

Because of her.

Because I had to see her.

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