The role of the lover

the first step i took your hand

the second step u was my man

the 3rd  you held me tight

and you told me you loved me every night

you blow up my phone and called to make sure i was ok

you walked me to class

and spoken about your day

we written love letters and

poems to you drew me pictures

and held me tight

you didn't want to write

i ask you what's your love for me

but u aplay me to answer for you

then we began to fight

but we make up every night

but the next this was like a game

we fight and yell  and the love began to quiver

and now we here unknowing you

and you unknowing me

your so mean and i dont care

we grow apart just by not loving

and showing and doing the role of the lover

we came to an end