Our Story, Through My Eyes
Contributed by
LustGlenny
on
Friday, 31st March 2006 @ 03:30:37 AM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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You were that missing piece, that I was looking for.
I thought I was complete, but I hadn't met you before.
There's just something about you, that makes me smile.
I get all giddy inside, like a playful little child.
First time I met you, you weren't at your best.
You were actually pretty trashed,and more drunk than the rest.
I somehow found you charming, but I didn't think of it much.
Because I never had much luck, with relationships and such.
Until a month or two later, I actually got to know you.
You started crushing on me, and I started digging you too.
Made a fool of myself, and I asked you out real quick.
I thought it was another ruined chance, with another cool chick.
Next day, I get a call, I end up going to your place.
I could tell I still had a chance, by the sweet look on your face.
I'll be honest, I was surprised because I didn't think it would last.
Yet a few months later, we grew close real fast.
I go on a trip for a few weeks, and I was afraid I'd do you wrong.
But I didn't; I stayed faithful, my feelings remained strong.
Many more months pass, and our feelings grow deep.
I become scared, I was too close, I felt I was taking a leap.
But I couldn't deny, that with you I felt so good.
Better than I ever felt, better than I thought I possibly could.
We grow closer and closer, but ltitle did I know.
Your feelings started to change, and you were just putting on a show.
So you leave me, saying that you feel I'm just a friend.
But you tell me this through tears; are you sure you want it to end?
The next week comes, you say you may have a mistake.
Contradicting yourself here and there, it's hard to tell what's real and what's fake.
Next week, you pick up another guy, a guy you used to want to see.
I'm confused, he's the type of person I know you'd hate for me to be.
Then the next week, your first kiss with him, and out of no where you text me.
Telling me how he lacks our kind of good chemistry.
Bam, you throw out a roadblock, on my road to getting over you.
Why would you tell me that? Unless you still felt for me too.
I talk to you, yet again, after another few days.
You talked about our good times, and why you changed your ways.
But it still doesn't add up, the pieces just don't fit together.
Like if in the middle of the summer, we had really rainy weather.
Just give me a solid reason, a reason why you've changed.
Because you don't make sense, and you get me feeling deranged.
And this new guy, come on, have you thought this through?
He's a nice guy, don't get me wrong, but he's definitely not for you.
You think he's changed from the drug addict that he used to be.
He's gotten better, yes, but he's not good, is it that hard to see?
You have to be careful with him, just tell me you'll stay alert.
Because I simply shudder at the thought of you being hurt.
(To be continued/concluded...)
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