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I pleaded with you

told you i needed you

But all that lead to

was back to my bedroom

As you pulled off my shirt

I knew that it'd hurt

because you wouldn't kiss my lips

but i couldn't resist

the smell of your skin

the joy in pretending

i was your girl again

and you were my best friend

and when the fun was over

you turned even colder

there was no love in your eyes

just the long ago look of goodbye

So I held back my tears

till you weren't so near

But then I let it all flow

Because I had already known

Nothing would change

everything's still the same

Though I might be your best

To you, it was still just sex



May 2008