Why did you end it so suddenly?
What was going through your mind?
What did I do wrong that made you leave me behind?
I had a connection with you, and it was something I've never felt before.
As we talked to each other, I always craved for more.
When we finally met at the City Museum, butterflies were kicking.
I couldn't stop staring at your beauty, then realized that time was ticking.
We went to the skating park and we saw circus folk.
Then you took me to the food court.
We ate and talked about our favorite things.
I tried to stay focused, but you kept making my heart sing.
All of the sudden, you held out your hand.
I was surprised at the fact that I could stand.
You led me down a dark alley where there sat a couch.
My heart kept beating faster and kept letting out pounds.
You placed me on your lap in that dark alley.
And said, "I'll be your Jack if you'll be my Sally".
I wrapped my arms around your neck.
And quietly whispered a "yes" into your chest.
You grabbed my face with your fragile hands.
Round and round, my mind span.
You then leaned in so very close.
And answered what I was wishing for the most.
You lips found mine, I couldn't speak.
The way we kissed made my knees go weak.
An hour later, I was laying on your chest.
The rhythm of your heartbeat made me feel at my best.
Unfortunately, that night name to an end.
I wish it never did...because now I have to pretend.
When you're with her, I start to cry.
You try talking to me and ask me why.
I tell you it's nothing as I start to walk away.
You grab my hand, not letting me stray.
I stood there silently in the rain.
So not ready for anymore pain.
"I thought you said you were happy for me," was what he said.
I just felt like going home and crying on my bed.
"I'm happy for you, now can you please let me go?"
I didn't realize that my tears were beginning to flow.
You turned me around and saw my tear-stained face.
I admitted, "You're something I can never replace".
You face looked pain, your eyes looked hurt.
You then grabbed me by my wet T-shirt.
"I'm sorry things ended the way they did."
You then pulled my face to yours and gave me a kiss.
I cried as we kissed, knowing this was wrong.
But to tell you the truth, I've been in love all along..
So how can this feeling not belong?
