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by Nichole May 15, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / lost relationships
Happy at first. Sad in the end. My tears run down my red beat face. A broken heart is something you can\'t mend. It is something you can erase. To you it is easy to get over me. I just don\'t understand. How can our love be? When I fall I never see your hand. I dunno how you really feel. You were basically my first love. Alls I want is for you to tell me. Either you don\'t love me or our love is real. I am waiting for you to say something. But you are not saying anything. I now see it in your evil eyes. To you I mean nothing.