I know 3 years doesn't mean that much
A few afterschool meetings and stuff,
I just wonder what your thinking when you look straight past me
But when everyone's back was turned there you'd be
My perfect secret, that only we could see.
I thought the birds would never stop singing,
I thought my ears would never stop ringing.
Now i know what we had is gone, im nothing but a toy,
You care when you want but your still that little boy,
To me i will always love you, that first time our eyes met
You showed me the world that i was forced to forget.
For a while I meant more to you than sex.
Author notes
Shame isn't it.
A contest entry
- No Perfection by xTomorrowx.
500 points, ended June 6, 2008, 33 entries
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I like it, it's written greatly, you did an awesome job, I find it so much easier to write when I go into my emotions or past emotions and just write, not caring what others will think and not caring if it's perfect...
Thanks for entering my contest and best of luck! =)
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