I remember when we first met,
We were meeting on a bet.
Our friend in common, did his part.
He said that you would break my heart.
Now looking back I see why he said this.
You had every girl, wanting a kiss.
I of course played and to get.
That's why he won the bet.
You challenged him, but I got hurt.
All because, he knew how to flirt.
Now looking back I felt the pain
Holding on, is this insane?
I walked out the door, with my heart on a sleeve.
For loving him, is this what I have received?
I warned myself of his deceive.
Love hurt my pride because I believed.
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