First true love..
I'm rather confused, i'm not truly sure, everybody says one day you get over your first love although it hurts like a gunshot or being stabbed in the heart. I (was) over you I have been I know myself! of course I was over you! but why. all the sudden you came back the stabbing stopped the gunshot stopped everything stopped. for some odd reason.. I feel strange when I'm with you.. as if.. I've actually fallen back inluv with my first... true... love. I know I shouldn't. it's for the better I don't. but I just can't stop my heart.. it's as if the stabbing didn't teach it a lesson. but you, my luv will end up me leaving me with, tons of bruises and scars. and of course, stab my heart.. once again.
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