Its going on midnight as the glances at her phone,
Her blue eyes tear up as her heart lets out a moan.
Each night she feels woken,
By so many promises broken.
She lays down to rest,
Wishing he did his best.
But it was well known, he had forgotten,
And she was left with one more day ending rotten.
She knows its not fair,
and tries not to care,
But deep down she knows well,
And still refuses to tell,
That this boy she speaks of,
Is really her dream love.
She doesnt want him to know,
So she doesnt let it show.
So it was just another day,
Of love she could not say.
ŠJonna Galuski back
