17 January 2013
You were my first real crush, Since I laid my eyes on you. I guess it's called love at first sight, And my first break-up too.
Well it turns out that summer, We were in the same theater play, And we preformed perfectly together, Each and every day.
After the production ended, I didn't see you after that, But I never forgot your smile, And your beautiful laugh.
The summer went on, Till the beginning of school, And you were in my classes, I felt like a fool,
Because I still loved you, Even though I was only 11. Maybe if I dressed up right, You would love me then.
I formed a friendship with you, For our lockers were side by side. And you asked me who my crush was, "No one," I lied.
I didn't want to say it right out, That would be all too sudden. So I took my time and went slow, Right then we were just friends.
So it was halfway through the school year, I was still working on it. When one of my friends called me, To talk to me a bit.
We talked at her desk; Math was the current class. And I guess a little bit before, You decided to confess.
You told her that you had a crush, On me since a week ago, When she told me this, my eyes went wide, And I ducked my head down low.
And you asked to go out with me, And I said an astonished, "Yes..." But I couldn't tell my mom and dad, I'd get eternally grounded I guess...
Almost nobody knew, And we only dated at school. I felt all giddy and excited, Like an obsessed fool.
I don't know how long it took you, To get over me, And move on with your life, It really hurt me, you see.
Because you never talked to me, And it felt all the same, We had to stay quiet about it, And you never mentioned my name.
It hadn't been a week, When you said to your friend, That you liked another girl, And you wanted this to end.
So you still couldn't talk, When you were dumping me, But I should've saw it coming, It was always meant to be.
And the message was delivered, And you thought it wouldn't hurt, If someone else told me, But I still felt like dirt.
What made you like me? And dump me the same? Did you truly love me, Or was it just some game?
My friend told me today, She dated you for a month or two. And that previous to her, Already 17 girls had dated you.
Then one girl after her, Made me number nineteen, I guess you are just a player, How could you be so mean? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ True story
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