First love

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    First love

    First love
    There is a girl that i like and not knowing she feels the
    same hurts me so, she makes me fell what i haven't felt in
    a long time, she's the only one who can make my frown into
    a smile, i can't believe that i care about this girl so
    much. who i talked to, hugged and yet our lips still
    haven't touched, why i fell this way i can not explain, all
    i know is that i can never cause her any pain, these things
    that i say i was to shy to tell that girl i'm talking about
    is you, every night that i am laying in my bed i'm
    constantly thinking of you in my head, you are someone i
    would love to call my future wife, why i lust for you still
    is a mystery to me i just think that it was meant to be, i
    can't explain why i'm shy around you i just know that i
    have fallen for you.

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    Worthless commented on First love

    10-07-2009

    Guys all have a game and I'm recently dealing with this same one. He told me things i thought were true because i poured my heart out and all the times i thought he was telling me the truth it was more lies following... That jackass told me weeks of lies hours of talking to one another just because he knew what I approved of and didn't then when I finally said yes to go out with him, he told me more lies to back up the first lies... And more lies to follow. I tell him I just wanna be friends like 3 to 5 times now and he flips out like a psycho female on P.M.S.. he doesn't understand! I'm sick of being played and lied to! I thought I was falling for this asshole and now that I have told him and then the water come over the bridge, I refuse to tell him or make things worse... well written

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