The first time I smiled, it was the first time in awhile, I seen his face, no sadness to trace, the second time I let it pass, I thought it would be his last, the third time I was lost, and I knew it would cost, the forth time I cried, cause I knew he lied, the fifth time I tried to leave, but my love retrieved, the time has past, and it wasn’t the last, there were many other times, but these were the primes, I wish the first time I didn’t deny what I seen right in front of my eyes, because now I put up wit his lies, now I love him, but his love is dim, I know ive been lying to myself from the start, but I knew it would only tare me apart, because I love him with all my heart!
