Once upon a time

by Ney ney   Jul 8, 2007


Feel free to call me idiotic
Moronic, mentally stunted or thick
Because I was so oblivious
Of what was right infront of me

You stood there with arms wide open
Willing to accept me for who I am
Yet I was skeptical of your love for me
Guess im used to people who just donâ??t give a dam

You said you love me uncountable time
I thought you were jesting, lying
Making me a fool in my own court
What I would give for that now
To be your starting thought

To be the one to make you smile
To be the object of your care
I know its too late now
I know what I did wasnâ??t fair

Maybe someday
Or is it now once upon a time
Will you ever love me again
Will I ever call you mine?
*ML*
3\07\2007

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