Mar 16, 2005 00:07
So there was this boy, this boy I really liked.
He was older, and stable, and running his own business.
We met off the net, we got along great.
We cooked eachother dinner, we watch tele cuddling.
We cuddled, we kissed, we called eachother sweetheart.
We fell asleep in eachothers arms, we brushed our teeth together.
We had sexual relations, there was passion in both our eyes.
He tells me he isn't ready for a relationship.
I tell him I thought we were an item.
We go our seperate ways, I cry.
Wouldn't you?