you are my best friend.
Just two kids trying to figure what love was all about.
we fEll so hard,
you got scaRed, stood up and left me there.
your asking for hEr hand in arriage,
though you always come back to My bed.
mY hand is still stinging from that last kiss,
a simple sign of so many emotions flowing through our veins,
with out you here im so lost,
my body feels cold,
my heart is made like ice,
but even if you thaw it out, it will never beat again.
not the way it did when i was in your arms,
or pressing my lips to yours,
or feeling our bodies be one...
you will always be my best friend.
but i cant stand to be second best,
is that all im WiRTH?
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