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by Mira Feb 7, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / lost relationships
Now I lie here under the covers In the dark You hold my hand And whisper in my ear, "Don’t even think about it." I met you over the internet You just randomly private messaged me So I talked to you And you talked to me You were my best friend I had my standards and you had yours But we were both desperate Though we wouldn’t admit it Until one day You professed your love In a moment of weakness I gave in We both did I honestly believed this would never happen But I wished it My dad found out Told me to stop talking to you I suddenly knew the meaning of having a broken heart It hurt And I badly wanted you by my side Every night I saw you Wished and wanted But will never have And I knew it But I was stubborn I knew I was manipulated I knew I was toyed with I knew I was a fool I knew you weren't mine I knew you never were my friend But now I lie here under my covers You hold my hand And whisper in my ear "Don’t even think about it." But I know there’s a knife in my drawer