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| Theres always that one guy
that seems to make u change ur feelings for him.
Makes u believe he luvs u,
leads u on like a song,
then crushes your heart,
and tells u he'd never feel the same way for you
Those guys are all over the world, playin gurls 1 by 1
If only they'd realize how much it hurts when people do that to others.
There's always that one guy who seems mysterious and shy
then u get to know him and learn to love him,
then he manages to slowly move away,
or his plans with u always manage to get canceled.
Then theres those people who pass,
and u really wanna tell them how much they mean to u ,
but once they pass,
u know ull never have the chance,
u'd wish u already gotten your feelings out of the way!
Then theres those people that surround u and talk and talk bout why he dumped u,
or why u dumped him...
i mean all they do is gossip and eventually rumors are spread.
I believe theres one guy for every gurl in this world...
we just have patience and find them | | |
| A tear from heaven
Falls from the sky
It starts to rain
As I say goodbye
I hold on tight
When I should walk away
Thinking that maybe
I should stay
The walk to the door
Seems so far
Just out of reach
Like a shooting star
This feelings too strong
Just to let go
Yet I have a hard time
Letting you know
I turn to look back
Your still standing there
Maybe what im doing
Isnt qiute fair
For I still Love You
There isnt any other guy
And one things for sure
True feelings never lie
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| *I had to*
i'm sorry for what i have done
for the mistakes that i've made
and for the games that i've played
i never meant to hurt you
i never meant to desert you
i didn't mean to take off and leave
but what you said i just could not believe
i thought i needed you
but it was you that needed me
i know you're very upset
i just hope you don't regret we ever met
but i couldn't sit there and watch you lie
it just made me want to curl up and cry
i wish i could forget all the trouble we had
i wish i could forget all the bad times and sad
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| So this is the new me,
Cold and little bitter,
Maybe a little better than the old me,
not weak but strong, opinionated, Honest...
Maybe a little too Honest,
but open to the last, unflinching,
Convicted... Concise...
This was the old me,
Sweet and optomistic,
Far worse than the new me,
meek, quiet, a little uncaring about me.
Romantic, thoughtful... entry way rug.
Not too honest, but very quiet, non-combative,
push-over, foot stool... Lay-Z Boy.
I can see it in your eyes, the way they look at me...
the way you want the old me.
And you're sweet and kind, and always thinking about me.
You say my name with such affection,
You caress me with so much attention.
And you crave the old me, you pleade for it...
Your heart screams for it,
And your lips have been far too long from the taste of it.
I refuse to be the push-over any longer, I am strong,
I'm tired of always taking the other road,
I want to make my own way, sick of following.
And yet in the holes of my being,
the parts taking out by those before you,
Shed tears for you,
You need to hear the words I cannot say,
You need to feel the tenderness that I shun.
You need that complacency, that I no longer want.
Did I say I was sorry?
No, I'm not sorry... but I do apologize,
that deep down inside I could be that way again,
I could be romantic again, I could give those little things again.
I'm not sorry... but I do apologize,
that I could be soft for you to nurture,
Be needing of you...
I'm not sorry, but I do apologize.
Too many wrongs have been made to me,
Too many advantages taken.
I'm not sorry, but I do apologize.
I apologize that I could be... but I don't want to.
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Kristiane's ULtra SpeciaL ChattEr b0x
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