Love Story Pt 14 Only 87 More To Go
Last night I gave you my heart.
I anticipated a rejection, but all you did was smile.
You smiled as if I finally found the key to your heart.
Is this true love or am I digging my own grave?
I have thirty questions and no time to ask them.
My head just can't find the writing between the lines.
Is this a joke? All our fighting and avoiding for nothing?
No, there's something, I can tell.
Don't try to deceive me again. My thoughts are getting old now.
They want to say bye bye, but all I can do is store them away in my new little black
book.
Copyright © John Monteblanco | Year Posted 2011
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