The First Person To Save Me

by Megan   May 2, 2008


I hate you
For what you did to me
In the end- you were never REALLY there
Always pretending to care

But then in all reality-
I still love you
For you can not just simply fall out of love
Not a love that was true

We knew it had hanged
We knew that we had changed
But for one final summer
We refused to care

Now it all comes back
Every word said
Every gesture made
All of it- the good and the bad

We are both happy now
Our lives going different ways
Although my feelings remain opposite
You will always be, the first person who saved me

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