You looked at me with eyez of love,
when you first took a glance at me,
you told me that we were meant to be,
but I looked at you with disgust,
that's when you wanted me and began to lust.
Then I gave into your nice ways,
I'll always remember you special days,
then out of your heart you asked me out,
from then on it was me and you that's what it was all about.
We spent each and every day together,
'til the day you fell out of love with me when you saw her.
At first I cried a lot,
thinking of those days we argued and fought,
now i despise you because of that,
not recognizing at all that you used me like a rug or worst a doormat,
but I still kept on crying,
because all those things you said to me you were just lying.
Somewhere inside I still love you,
I still think of you as my boo!
then once again you looked at me with those eyez of love.
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