Saturday, March 26, 2011 0 typ'ng[s]
It was funny when you chased me, and when you pulled my hair.
It was sweet when you rescued me, and showed me that you care.
But something stopped you from continuing on,
That girl you say you’re in love with, when it hasn’t been so long.
You wanted me I know it, and I listened as you beckoned.
You don’t get both of us, I don’t come in second.
I do not doubt your love for her, but your love for her is weak.
I want you to see me too, just one little peak.
The day you do, I want to see her face.
When its her not me, who’s in second place.
