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Emerald Eyes


 

The dj was blasting that tune

As I look up to see the shining moon 

I saw you looking gloom

And I walked over to bring you a balloon

Your smile brightened up the room

Then at that moment I knew you would be my doom

 

Our feet were swaying until the very end

Once the clock hit midnight you asked me to be your girlfriend.

I accepted and said "I love you"

You looked at me as if you already knew 

 

Your face then started to change

You were starting to act insane 

You were squeezing me too tight 

Pushing and shoving with all your might

I was confused until I saw your shoes

I had stepped on them and gotten them scuffed and bruised

 

As time passed I was still being abused

I never realized how I was being used

Another boy saw with his emerald eyes and looked at me confused 

 

he pulled me aside and said" Don't you know you're being misused?"

 

"No", I said, "he loves me, he tells me so everyday"

 

He looks at me and says "imagine yourself as clay

If not treated with the right care you will let yourself break away"

 

 

Time passes on and Tomorrow will be Valentine's Day.

I felt as if on this day I will be prey 

I am not happy and things will not change if I will not convey

I walk up to my boyfriend and say

"In this relationship I do not feel gay

I'm sorry to tell you this but I will be on my way"

 

I spot the boy with the emerald eyes in the archway 

He tells me how he is sorry how my ex treated me with such foul play

That no one should be treated in that way

 

Together we laugh, together we talk, together we smile, I feel happy today

 

The next day comes and I spot the boy with emerald eyes in the hallway

I was nervous and accidentally tripped over his shoes that were silver gray

 

Now scuffed I was scared that I may be dismayed

He helps me up and says "are you okay"?

 

Was he not going to make me pay?

He sees my delay 

He says "I really do hope you're okay"

I point at his shoes and say "I'm sorry for how they are going to be displayed

I was now bracing myself for I was afraid

 

 

He smiles and says "they were just shoes anyway

And also by the way

I really like you if i may

Do not worry I would not betray

For I love you and would not want to hurt you in any way

I got you a bouquet

Please accept me on Valentine's Day"

 

Is this how you're suppose to be treated?

He encourages me, no longer do I feel scared, and never has he once cheated

He is my best friend, and for once I feel completed

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