You stand there and watch me. I notice you, and you smile and look away.
I talk to you. I talk to you
And yet suddenly It's been a week since we first said hello.
You lead me on in a way I couldn't resist.
I'm falling. I'm falling from above. I hit the ground. I crashed into the ground. I lay here alone crying because I have been tricked once again.
Each tear falls as another happy memory passes threw my head. The hugs, hand holding, And then the final kiss.
I stand up, wipe the memories away from my cheeks.
The day after I walk by you and see you with another and not a trace of anger goes threw my mind the only thing I think Is "poor girl" and I turn my face and smile cause I'm not forsaken with that sin anymore.
-N.Y. Windheart
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