He doesn't compare her to a sunset
Or even a princess, not even a beautiful ocean.
He does it all wrong.
He doesn't hold her hand and kiss her,
Even on the cheek. He just doesn't
"Think about those things".
He does nothing at all.
I wish they would break up or take a break,
But she loves him so much.
A first love is hard to let go...
Not that I would know. Probably ever.
Jul 13, 2014
Jul 13, 2014 at 11:21 PM UTC
He doesn't compare her to a sunset
Or even a princess, not even a beautiful ocean.
He does it all wrong.
He doesn't hold her hand and kiss her,
Even on the cheek. He just doesn't
"Think about those things".
He does nothing at all.
I wish they would break up or take a break,
But she loves him so much.
A first love is hard to let go...
Not that I would know. Probably ever.
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