I wrote this poem after my first true love broke my heart(I was 14-he was 15 and we still are) and then moved away and became engaged.He then moved back and tried breaking my heart again.This is about how we met,how it ended,and started again,I love you,E.M.D.
you call his best friend
he will not give him the phone
You do not know this person
but he will not leave you alone
You get into conversation
you love the sound of his voice
Your heart will not let you hang up
and you do not have a choice
You go to see him
not knowing a thing
Would this be true love?
or just a simple fling?
You hang out for a while
not knowing what you are getting into
Would he keep you around?
or in a week would it be through?
You wish you would have known sooner
what he was really like
That he would not be this sweet forever
and it would all turn out in a fight
He would get his friends to call you
and tell you it was over
You guess he was not man enough to do it himself
and soon he would find another lover
He would become engaged
as so would you
He would move back to town
and you would realize you were not through
You thought he was done hurting you?
You thought he done breaking your heart?
Well, apparently not
Because he is still tearing it apart
