Wednesday, 5 May 2010

Heartbreaker, you got the best of me
I am the heartbreaker, I got the best of he
I got the best of we
We were becoming something and I got scared
There was something becoming about him,
perhaps the curl of his hair
It's not fair
Life's not fair
If only I hadn't twiddled my hair or said all those things
or held his arm as we crossed the bridge.
It's all my fault,
I deserve to feel like this
I didn't want it to be this way but life goes on
I must face up to my stupidity and then move on
I am the heartbreaker, I got the best of he
And in heartbreaking I lost a piece of me.

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