You said you loved me,
and you'd always be
my special someone.
How could I have known?
How could I have known?
You were just pretending,
pretending to love me.
Just so you could have
your way with me.
I opened my heart,
and let you in.
In more ways then just one.
How could I have known,
that you weren't the one?
Now I lay here,
broken and torn.
My heart's beat
nothing but a whisper in the trees.
How could I have known
that you weren't the one for me...?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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