All the things you do

by Jamie Rose   Jun 1, 2007


Your baby blue eyes.
Your beautiful smile.
Your sparkling eyes.
The way you grab my hand.
The way you laugh at me.
I hate all the things you do.
How'd I ever fall for you?
What was i drawn to?
Your voice tears me up inside...
I miss hearing you tell me you love me.
I can't stand to see you with her.
The way you look at her, thats the way you used to look at me.
It makes me thing of what we could have been.
But now you're not even my friend.

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