Just a Dream
Six foot tall, he had it all
The type of guy the girls would surround in the hall
I saw him at a volleyball game on Sunday
He told me we should get together someday
We talked on the phone almost every night
Somehow managing to never get in a fight
When I felt like no one cared
I knew he would always be there
He asked me if we would ever date
All I could think was this must be fate
Suddenly all the texts stopped
Leaving me sad while my heart dropped
When he saw me he would go hide
This was out of control, I almost just cried
He started texting all my best friends
I knew right now this all had to end
It was just a memory I have to let go
He took this too far, way to low
Sometimes I just want to scream
But I have to realize this was all just a dream.
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