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On February when we first met I was nervous meeting you
When you told me that I was beautiful then I knew
You pretended to be the guy that you said
You left the words unsaid
The next pass two weeks I had a dream that you going to leave me
I hate to believe
Believe in my dream
Then when you call you have something to say
Then I cry the very next day
You are too much a boy to me
There is no man that to claim to be
Why you keep on hurting me?
When I didn’t do anything wrong
March started to hit and you call me that you miss
Miss our first kiss
I was stupid enough to fall for that lies
Boy, you make me cry
I told you everything how I feel
Is this boy for real?
You have that looked in your eyes
You push me and risk me another goodbye
Now I am back to my old self
I promise I will never be that someone else
I am stronger than I was back then
Boy, I am happy that we end
- by Hope Swan Jones |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 11/22/2012 |
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- Artist: Hope Swan Jones
- Description: I wrote this when i was 21 years old he was my first bf and everything. He did hurt me bad and when i write sometimes it don't make sense
- Date: 11/22/2012
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