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His Heart

Contributed by Alison on Wednesday, 29th March 2006 @ 06:07:07 PM in AEST
Topic: LostLove

His name……
So beautiful to think about,
He is still in my home town,
We met at work,
Still there he treated me so well,
Cared about everything I said,
Yet I was just a child compared to him,
However he saw something in me,
And I in him,
We went out,
First kiss,
Under the lights of old San Anton'
Down the river walk we went,
Sat, kissed then they tell us,
“Kiss there you will end up getting married.”
We laughed, and then sighed,
Knowing that might be what we want.
But I was a fool,
Gave him all I had inside,
Fully trusted him did I,
Then with out any reason why,
He called and said it was over,
I drove to his house and asked,
“I never loved you” his heartless reply.
I left, empty and hollow,
My life changed that day…that day.
But this is not how the story ends,
Months later, a letter flew to my hands,
He said he was wrong, that he was more than sorry.
He asked for forgiveness and friendship,
I have not gave him a reply,
I don’t know why.
Maybe because now I know,
The greatest thing in all the world,
Was once mine, his heart.

Copyright Â© Alison ... [ 2006-03-29 18:07:07]
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Re: His Heart (User Rating: 1 )
by whiteleo1984 on Wednesday, 29th March 2006 @ 11:25:13 PM AEST
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u say a couple things here that make so much sense if u just understand it.... "I was just a child compared to him" "I gave him all I had" "I don't know why"
1. "I was just a child...": u were only that way cuz of the way u thought bout yurself which makes it harder to understand how u could love and know "the greatest thing in the world" in which u held.
2. "I gave him...": negative, u didnt give him everything cuz u couldn't.
3. I don't know..." : u actually do kno and r just afraid of it

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