You'll be sorry

Mon, 07/08/2013 - 09:02 -- Dommy33


He wasn’t the first, and wouldn’t be the last.

Once again I put my heart on the line.

I didn’t think about what you would go through,

I wanted him, I needed him.


Within two weeks I was alone again,

With the heart I gave away, returned broken.

I’m sorry I was careless, sorry I was ruthless.

I didn’t mean to throw you away, but then again

He wasn’t my first and won’t be my last.


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