I disgust my self
by letting you back in...
He liked her
She liked a guy...
That smile brings back so much
how can one smile say so much...
I didn't know how to handle
This thing called love...
I'm not that guy who buys you roses
I'm not that guy who is charming and sweet...
So confused
not knowing what to do...
After a cliche` day at school
I headed off to bowl...
Tickle my smile with those long auburn tresses,
Tickle my fancy with soft summer dresses...
Rain thrashing down, winds becomes cold
Cursive strokes narrate her famished soul...
I'm tired of running
running away from you...
For long I doubted your words of truth
Dont ask me why I didnt believe you...
Not so long ago, there was you and I
What happened, we thought would never be...