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I met this girl not too long ago bit what I loved about her most was the gold in her soul She wasn't a church girl, she did have a past but I didn't care because her future was where my mind was at So she went back home but we did stay in touch we laughed and joked, but over time I developed a crush it wasn't based in lust, not love but somewhere in between it seemed like it was perfect, at least to me so I got my nerve up, and told her how I felt how I would try to give her the moon and stars and the asteroids as a belt She said she was glad I confessed to her my feelings but she was talking to someone else, I was hurt but figured I could keep on dealing Then one day her and the other break up I played crying shoulder again because I knew they couldn't make up can't you see I wanted your heart and not what's between your legs so I held on and rocked with her, opting to wait it out again, I told her I still had feelings for her, and that I was going to be happy either way she wasn't waiting on anybody I could understand that, but crying shoulder I'd no longer play, so I stopped talking to her, and aimed to cut her off but I miss her.. I think I'm going soft.
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Dec 19, 2014
Dec 19, 2014 at 1:11 PM UTC
When I Used To Love H.E.R
I met this girl not too long ago bit what I loved about her most was the gold in her soul She wasn't a church girl, she did have a past but I didn't care because her future was where my mind was at So she went back home but we did stay in touch we laughed and joked, but over time I developed a crush it wasn't based in lust, not love but somewhere in between it seemed like it was perfect, at least to me so I got my nerve up, and told her how I felt how I would try to give her the moon and stars and the asteroids as a belt She said she was glad I confessed to her my feelings but she was talking to someone else, I was hurt but figured I could keep on dealing Then one day her and the other break up I played crying shoulder again because I knew they couldn't make up can't you see I wanted your heart and not what's between your legs so I held on and rocked with her, opting to wait it out again, I told her I still had feelings for her, and that I was going to be happy either way she wasn't waiting on anybody I could understand that, but crying shoulder I'd no longer play, so I stopped talking to her, and aimed to cut her off but I miss her.. I think I'm going soft.
This was inspired by the Song I used to love her by common and my own life
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Dec 19, 2014
Dec 19, 2014 at 1:11 PM UTC
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