True Love
I thought he was the ONE, I really did.
He made me happy, and yeah we'd fight.
Over little things, some big some small,
"like he'd play games too much or act like a kid.
He said stupid things but never to hurt me intentionly.
His only problem was he wasnn't that bright
Like when he wasout withhis friends or
busy whether myy call was important or not
he wouldn't answer my calls.
I guess these things are important but I loved him
so much I couldn't see.
But now I'm ok and I wanna tell you
that I've got a lock on my heart and
I'm looking for the One with the key.
He has to love me for me.
Copyright © Alexandria Waller | Year Posted 2009
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