This Boy
19 May, 2004
Author: Korie Poleo
I think I love this boy,
But he’s playin’ me like a toy,
I wanna be with him so bad,
It really makes me sad,
I think I told you, that he already knew.
Yet he still does this to me,
We will never ever be
He doesn’t know what he does to my heart.
This one little boy tears me apart.
I want to talk to him, but don’t know what to say.
I think about it day after day,
Days go by and time does too,
I really just want to be with u.
Times almost up and he’s still with that girl,
Seeing them together makes me want to hurl.
I guess I’ll have to face it,
He’s with her, not me
And that’s the way it’s going to be!
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| Puddin 2 (208.63.114.185) -- Monday, March 13 2006, 08:59 pm this is most deffinantly about M i know it b/c J wasn't around when u wrote this well i'm happy y'all worked things about by now! |
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