You performed well, baby.
The crowd cheered for you,
As you performed before the game started
With your cheerleader friends.
I thought soccer was more your type.
I sat at the back of the bleachers
And trying to see past your grinning face.
For a millisecond your eyes met mine.
I hope my face crosses your mind at night
Like you do in mine.
But i know.
You don't even remember me.
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Kısa HikayeBut baby I wasn't supposed to love you this much. I wasn't supposed to know you from this close. You were supposed to stay far away. I thought you were one of those cool kids. Sweet but tough. Up close you are cold. Broken beyond repair. I couldn...
