Bleachers

I forwarded my heart
to a specific boy last year.
I hoped that he'd accept it
rejected, the reason still unclear.
He told me that he cared for me
that he always dearly loved me.
He broke my heart into pieces
that much I can spare to agree.
What ever happened
to those times that we both shared?
You plead for a second chance
but this time I came prepared.
What we had was special
God, that I must admit.
But sadly I was just your game
this time, the bleachers... is where I choose to sit.