The Next Day
By English Rose
Maybe I was wrong about you, you came into my life like a bullet from a gun bringing my dreams to reality, my life into view With promises of love you seduced me With kisses deep and long you made me yours All night we kissed and all night we played like lovers on a shore You are my present but not my future You drift like leaves on the floor Knowing this was true, I still loved you Through heartache and tears I believed your lies My love for you ran true Next day you went away to another love who cared and treasured you. My love for you died that day. But the next time you took me to where we used to lay, you stopped me from hating you. My love for you grows strong, but just until the next day. Written January 13th, 2002 © on Jan 13 2002 07:29 AM PST 18 • 0 • 8
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