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2 words Bad Breakup |
The broken hearted is not for those, who are tender hearted or the story goes. The blonde girl who loved the boy his acting was good and he played her like a toy. He broke it off crushing her heart. She was mad: her curses were tart, and now her story she will start. Donāt come near my house donāt knock on my door. Donāt ask to see anything youāve seen it all before. You made your point very clear itās not a crush my dear. Iām getting over you I promise. Itās slow and agonizing, history I miss, but it was you who forgot the personal kiss. The girl holding on to the love thatās slipped through. Silly little girl thought it was all she could do. He showed her! No matter what she was willing. He was usingāsaying little wordsāthen got his filling. She was useless to him, the word convenient comes to mind. Sheās confused, leaving all hope behind. Broken hearted, her story she tells if blind. Iām glad I only did what I did. What more would you have done to me? What if their was a kid? You treated me like a dog afterward, like I should worship you āMy Lord.ā You ignored till you had a crave. I wanted you for me so I gave. Crying inside, now Iām trying to be brave. And now to get in a word, Broken Hearted spilt some more of her story as I heard. She truly isnāt a ālooseā girl, not at all She thought she loved him and him her, thus her fall. Her biggest mistake was giving into peer pressure. And though she tries to forget, giving the gift that should have been true treasure We love and lose, but Broken Heartedās love no one could measure. That day Iāll never forget! I rode my bike, the feeling I was resisting, my bottom lip I bit. You told me you were busy with life. It was as if I wasnāt, my heart was cut by your knife. You told me it was a crush, āI have crushes but I donātā¦ā (I blush.) And that was the end of my trust. She was still so innocent, she couldnāt say the word. She still blushed when the word was heard. She tried to forget him and didnāt talk--- to him for a year. But she still had eyes of a hawk. How could he act like it doesnāt bother him. The boy even got a girl friend, Kim. HE started to talk to HER again, as the stage lights go dim. Now you want to act like itās all OK. Like I should forget, like you could still play. Sitting by me in class tears my heart. Before I over looked your flaws, now Iām alert. The conversation was last year, but I still want to kill! You think Iām a bitch ācuase I wonāt go near you. I have feelings still. Of course you have no idea; you make me ill. Hey girl, that was freezing cold Iāll tell you a secret in a voice thatās bold; āGet over him, say good bye, all he wants is a tune up and you know heāll lie. Boys think they can get what they want. Theyāre prowlers, stalking out their victimās weakness, as if on a huntā Too bad his moves arenāt as good as his football punt!ā Boy I loved you, I donāt do that to just anyone. You were the first and you end the chapter, itās done. I have such bad luck with guys; youāre a control freak. Come on boy! I followed, lied for you. It was you I seek! Boy donāt come near me, I hate you! Including everything you do. I hate the fact that you can go on with out me, also too. Okay girl your wrath is getting dull. I understand heās evil let him fall. Babe you can do so much better. Write it out and burn the letter! āHeāll be tormented in his future, I promise.ā Time will cure your wounds with a motherly kiss, while chasing the āinfectionā with a rolling pin, tisk, tisk. You think Iām a hermit that hides, maybe I do. But I have others to think of in full stride. Boy, do me a favor and stop. I donāt have a life, but of my familyās. Yours I canāt top. Donāt try your smooth talking magic on me. Iām not doing anything with you again, see! Save me the pain of you ignoring. Iāll be happy without you above the clouds soaring. So the story ends, tears rolling down Broken Heartedās face, my heart bends. I love my friend like a sister. That boy was worse then a blister A friendās comfort always comes with advice āHeās not lucky, donāt roll the dice. He loves no one but himself with his heart of ice.ā |