Love

by shawna   Nov 9, 2004


He breaks your heart,
You begin to cry.
And he makes you feel,
Like you want to die!

It's a thing called love,
When you feel this way.
You don't ever know,
What to say!

And when he's calling,
Just to say, "Hey,"
You get that warm, wonderful, tingle inside.

You know that,
You've fallen in love with him.
But you try to convince yourself,
That it's all just a lie.
Then you think,
You shall not cry,
Not no more.

Because you've reached really deep inside,
And figured out that,
If he loves you,
You will not cry!!

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  • 19 years ago

    by shawna

    its ok