Thats the guy I love,
he comes out time to time
In moments like this,
when he surpises me with a kiss
Usually its me,
the one that tries
Some times
Some nights
He is that guy
I begin to dream
I begin to feel
Just to be disappointed, to know that guy is not real
I debate against the alcohol or weed that he consumes
If it's me that he wants or if I am just filling a place in his room
He texts her he misses her
He thinks that I'm dumb
I'll never be her,
I know thats she's won
I have no idea why I stay
Maybe its the thought
That when I am in bed with him
I know that shes not
It wasn't real I thought, my feelings for him
They were temptation and lies
I didn't have a clue
I got to know you and I fell
for someone that will never be ready
that I could tell.
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