An Open Book
Even For A Moment,
Everyone says that we are perfect for each other. You're the perfect height for me, your blonde hair and blue eyes clash with my brown hair and brown eyes. We have the same sarcastic personality and for both of us, music is our escape.
Why can't you see what everyone else sees? Why do you kept going out with all the sluts? The ones who mean nothing to you. Over the summer we talked nearly everyday, even in the early morning when the sun was just rising. You were there for me when my grandpa died.
Then going back to school you ignored me like I wasn't anything important to you anymore and then you go hook up with another whore.
I think now the biggest mistake was loving you, and even for a moment thinking you loved me back.
Why can't you see what everyone else sees? Why do you kept going out with all the sluts? The ones who mean nothing to you. Over the summer we talked nearly everyday, even in the early morning when the sun was just rising. You were there for me when my grandpa died.
Then going back to school you ignored me like I wasn't anything important to you anymore and then you go hook up with another whore.
I think now the biggest mistake was loving you, and even for a moment thinking you loved me back.