He has my heart
Once he was nothing but a stranger, I saw no danger.
Once he was nothing but a guy who to me seemed like he fell from the sky.
Then, he was no longer a sranger, that's when I should have seen the danger.
Slowly he became a part of my life, and became a very important guy.
Yes I was stu[id. One would think I'd know better, but I put the problems aside to deal with later.
Ecept later never came and slowly the problems grew and became a giant mind game.
A game that I lost despite how much it cost me.
Now he has my heart, he shot it with a dart, now it bleeds slowly.
I should have known that eventually this would happen, I should have seen it coming.
I should have known that he would do something like this, talk to other girls like it'd be something I'd miss.
Yes I forgave him but that doesn't mean that my heart doesn't hurt.
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