Ah yes, the summer romance, what sweetness it holds
What are these mystical things
they are but one thing - trouble indeed.
A year and a half of my life wasted
wasted on a dream that was never to be
Was it the right thing to even start
It is that I can not answer.
Oh, the feelings, the beautiful sunrises
Days to be spent with the one that I had loved
Yet some deep reservation, I knew something was wrong
I ignored it, waiting for it to go away.
Yet it was wrong, oh so wrong
I found out my answer at the end of the blissful summer romance
She alone burdened the guilt of her actions, me unawares
she had tortured me then, stomped on me, played the mind games
why oh why does a human being do this to another?
I found out with great surprise and anger
she alone had been doing the wrong
cheating on one she thought she loved so dear, she died in my heart, blackened
and bare.
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'Dedicated' to my first real gf, Jennifer.