You were my first love,
And I was expecting you to hurt me.
But the way you hurt me,
Was the stupidest way to hurt a person.
Saying you were busy,
Never calling to say hello.
So, like a normal person,
I started to worry.
I took a bus to your house,
And rang your doorbell.
No one came, so I went in,
To find you and a girl.
Sitting on the couch you look over,
Then, stopped kissing.
It was hard to walk out of there,
So, I just stood there, in shock.
You get up from the couch,
And walk over to me, reaching out your hand.
I back away one step, then another,
Making my way to the door I go out and slam it shut.
My cell phone keeps ringing,
And I m just not answering.
Because of the hurt,
That you have brought to me.
I cant look at you the same way,
How I would stare into your eyes.
But now just looking at your hand,
Sickens me inside.
You were my first love,
Finally you had hurt me.
And no guilt was brought to you
To my first and to my last love, I bid you adieu.
