I hate the way

by abby   Oct 23, 2004


I hate the way you use to look at me
i hate the way you would smile at me
i hate the way that no matter how i was
you were there for me
no matter what i do you will always be here to me

when i said i hated you
deep down you were the only thing i had
when i tried to smile
the only thing i had inside was frown

when i seen you
my eyes were forever waiting
to be filled with broken hearted tears.
and every time i think about you,
becomes another blood drop right beside my tear.

now i see you from above
every tear drop, is a drop of rain.
when it rains everyday, my heart was broken every way.

now that i see you from above,
you now know, that every piece that was broken
from my heart, was not meant to be broken
by the one who stole my heart away.

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