There she is! I bet that was the first thing he thought.
This girl is ripe and needs to be taught,
How to be taken advantage of -
Steal her pathetic heart and easy love.
He touched my lips and pale cheek,
Blondie’s my name, I was so vulnerable and weak.
He wasn’t just another lover, to this woman...
I’m gonna try, but don’t think I can -
Turn over this page and move on.
Forget this man I laid my soul upon.
Only one more sad empty poem...
About this lover, I thought I knew him.
But am left of course alone again,
This is how it’s always been.

JC..? i like the words.. but can feel your pain here... dont ever think someone is worth all this hurt!!