She waited for the man ; He yearned for the heart
she thought she loved ; Of the girl he adored
She gave him her heart ; He swore he would be
Though mean and cold ; Her shoulder to cry on
She held the pain ; He ached to hold her
Her heart was shattered ; To pick up the pieces
She held his hand ; Her skin was so soft
She kissed his cheek ; Her lips so smooth
She pulled him close to whisper ; His heart beat as thunder
"You will always be my greatest friend" ; His heart broke
" I Do not want things to change" ; The pain reverberated in him
He Grabbed her hand and gently kissed
I wish that things could be the same
But Friend of yours i Cannot be
He stood and took his heart with him
And left with pain that need not to explain
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All The Small Things
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