When I used to be all lovey-dovey
It didn't bother you much
But when my blood started boiling
You walked out through the door
When the weather is nice
You held my hands
But when the raindrops through my eyes
You left my hands
I call you
You don't talk to me
Ignore me for hours
I feel more uneasy
Darling you are a fair-weather friend
A Fairweather man
I am just pulling myself back
from being mad
cause I know you'll go away
And I am so scared to see that way
So I turns the pathway
and be silent~
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Lovelorn
PoesíaLovelorn-unhappy because of unrequited love. There's something about love no matter how much of a heartbreak it gives you, you still fall in love again, and then it turns out to be the same another heartbreak and you feel this is the end. But it's n...
