This is how my story began. I felt for this guy, he was my neighbor, we moved and then he came to my new address he and I began to date. I asked him how many girls have you been with, he answer 1 and you makes 2, I asked how many girls have you slept with - he said none, I'm still a virgin, so I believed him because I wanted to.
Sadness is what my heart felt,
when my eyes spotted the mark she left in your neck.
My heart felt like dying,
when I noticed that you didn't care about my feelings,
Loving you the way I do hurts,
knowing you're near and not being able to be with you.
Seeing you around with out being able to talk to you.
Watching you think of someone,