I loved you,but you were never mine.
We meet eachother at a party,everything was going
just fine.
We exchanged numbers,and talked plenty of night away.
Started to see eachother,every other day.
But,something was never really right.
I mean I'll call you and you wouldn't say my name.
I hear someone in the backround, but to you it was
always a sister or a friend.
I never second guessed you,or treated you like a
liar.
But, then we would see eachother only at night and never during the day.
It still didn't make sense untill I seen her.
But,it wasn't only her,it was you to.
Come to find out,you had a girl who had a baby on
the way.
I stop accepting calls, and avoided you.
You tried to explain,said you needed me,but that was
bull.
So that was the end of me and you.
Posted by poetry/l_singleton
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Updated: Monday, January 24, 2005 5:07 PM
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