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by Wrapped in pretty little pink Bows Oct 19, 2007 category : Love, romance / first love
I hear ed about you all the time, From ranting friends and more. I never met you till that day, It is so clear in my mind. She spoke of you as a king, I glanced a across the hall to see a face. We walk and met you and told me jokes, I laughed and laughed. Then she came along. You showed at The wrong time, She saw you and fell in-Love I knew it was not but, The nest day I went an came, To find she had asked you out! Fury outraged in side me. Like a burning fire as she knew I loved you! A month passed though you never act it you are dating and I am all alone in my apple tree as the rain drizzles down on my face to hid my tears. No one knows the troubles I've seen, The gunpowder, treason and plot. I sit my day, in a foggy haze. Still waiting for that first love.