You sat there and stared and at first I didn't even know you were there. Your friend told me that you played, but she also said that you just wanted to get laid. She lied and just continued to try to get us together.
After we hooked up she wouldn't shut up about how cute we were. I told her to be quiet and all she would tell me was "just try it."
"Just try to get closer and don't be a poser. So one day I tried and that was the day that part of our relationship died. She just wouldn't leave and was only a tease that's why I hated her.
She would yell and complain about how her name was stained, but it was all for a good reason. She would rub up and down and never have a frown as long as there was a guy to look, and say "yeah, I'm down." She thought I was a crook for one day I took your little book of your emotions.
I took it so that I could know exactly what story you hadn't told, and then I realized it. I was the center of your focus just as you were mine.
She jumped in the middle and just wouldn't sit still as it was the first time we were about ti kiss. I know I got pissed for the way that I got dissed but that was wrong of me.
I know now that when you said you cared about her you really meant it, unfortunately it was literally. She was "your babe" and I sometimes had no name but that was only to you.
If she had never been there we would still be together, but while we were together I felt light as a feather.
So as long as I live you will always be the center of my heart no matter what comes between us. Especially that tease that lives down the street.
