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by Bleeding.Desire Jan 26, 2007 category : Love, romance / lost love
As I lay here in my bed, so cold and all alone, I'm trying not to think about you, but the memories keep dancing in my head. There's pieces of my mirror all over the floor, my knuckles are all bloody, my fingers are all red, and my heart is just all sore. I always thought to myself I was only a toy, someone to be played around with. My friends all warned me, not to hang around with you, boy. I always thought they were wrong, I was foolish and never listened, I never should have doubted them, Because they were my girls all along. I never should of trusted you, but I did only for one reason, and that reason was because you were mine, you were too good to be true. Oh and because I thought I loved you.