He said he knew me well
Young and understanding he seems
A good friend, a good confidant
I could pour my darkest secrets
He promised to be with me forever
be there for me till old and ugly
I was touched and moved
He was a godsend I thought
I thought he would understand
I thought he would know
Apparently he doesn't know
still full of wishful dreams and ambitions
he wasn't the man I could depend on
Thursday, March 18, 2010
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