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Bluelighter
They met, became friends, fell in love.
She would do anything to please her love.
She bought cards, flowers, gifts expressing her love.
Things couldn't be better.
A couple of fights here and there didn't mean much.
She always subsided, letting her love always be the one who was right.
A couple of pushes or slaps here and there didn't hurt much. After all she was in love, to her it was worth it.
Her love cheated, but it was only once.
Yes it hurt, but the love she felt could withstand any pain...
Things were good, but her true love seemed distant.
"It's just a phase," she thought, "a little space is needed that's all."
Her true love's feelings have changed.
She is left alone, while her love moves on to another.
She cries and says it was her own fault. If only she subsided more, showed more affection, announced her feelings more often.
She cries alone wondering what went wrong. Waiting and waiting is what she does. She feels that if she waits long enough, her love will come back.
There is a call, her true love wants to be friends. They talk and get reaquainted.
Her love invites her over. Her true love is there with another lover. She smiles and hugs them both. Deep inside she is hurting, but she cannot show her pain. She must be strong.
She still believes in her heart, her true love will come back.
She waits and waits and waits...
She still insists the pain she feels is worth the love she knows.
Love has truely blinded her.
She would do anything to please her love.
She bought cards, flowers, gifts expressing her love.
Things couldn't be better.
A couple of fights here and there didn't mean much.
She always subsided, letting her love always be the one who was right.
A couple of pushes or slaps here and there didn't hurt much. After all she was in love, to her it was worth it.
Her love cheated, but it was only once.
Yes it hurt, but the love she felt could withstand any pain...
Things were good, but her true love seemed distant.
"It's just a phase," she thought, "a little space is needed that's all."
Her true love's feelings have changed.
She is left alone, while her love moves on to another.
She cries and says it was her own fault. If only she subsided more, showed more affection, announced her feelings more often.
She cries alone wondering what went wrong. Waiting and waiting is what she does. She feels that if she waits long enough, her love will come back.
There is a call, her true love wants to be friends. They talk and get reaquainted.
Her love invites her over. Her true love is there with another lover. She smiles and hugs them both. Deep inside she is hurting, but she cannot show her pain. She must be strong.
She still believes in her heart, her true love will come back.
She waits and waits and waits...
She still insists the pain she feels is worth the love she knows.
Love has truely blinded her.
