You treat me like a old toy.
You found me on the shelf all beautiful and full of life.
You bought your way to my heart.
I loved you then as I do now.
I loved how u twirled my hair how you held my hand.
You made me feel so special.
Slowly u lost interest you tossed me aside.
You would sometimes take me for a ride.
You stopped caring.
now I sit in the bottom of this box on my way to the dump.
