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Nov 23, 2006 01:58

Remember when I was your image of a perfect girl?
Brown eyes that burned innocence and truth into your tainted heart,
Long hair that fell into your face when you kissed me.
I prided myself on the fact that I was your dream girl.
But then I saw her, completely different from me.
And somehow, she was your dream too.
So then I chopped off all my hair,
grew bangs that covered the eyes that you liked so much.
And I met a bunch of boys that are the exact opposite of you.
Remember the first time you said you loved me?
It was the first time anyone had ever said that to me.
Remember the first time I said it back?
I couldn't believe it, real love, it was amazing.
But then you also said you loved her.
And then I quit saying those three words to you.
Instead, I say them to other boys, the ones who are nothing like you.
And they say it back to me. And for that tiny second, I try to think they really mean it.
Remember our first kiss?
How your hand rested on the back of my neck.
And I took a breath just before you engulfed my vision.
And how we saw sparks even though our eyes were closed.
But then your lips met hers and you two saw sparks too.
So now my lips meet another boys, to show you that I don't need your kisses anymore.
Remember when you told me how sad she used to make you?
And I was your shoulder to cry on.
I even took care of you when you were drunk and told you never to do it again.
And how you made me promise that I would never follow your path and throw my life away.
And I remember how you told me you gave that stuff up and I was so happy.
Well now I know the pain you felt when she broke your heart.
Because you've broken mine.
And I'm sick of reality.
And I'm sick of your lies.
So tonight I'm going to drown my sorrows in the bottom of this bottle.
Because the truth is, it does help you forget your problems.
Because I know when I wake up in the morning and there's another boy in my bed, I'll forget you.
And when I find out that he's with another girl, I still won't remember you.
And the only thing on my mind will be how he hurt me this time.
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