YOU WILL NEVER KNOW
YOU WILL NEVER KNOW HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU
HOW MUCH I CARE
YOU WILL NEVER KNOW ABOUT MY PAIN
ABOUT MY BROKEN HEART
YOU WILL NEVER KNOW HOW MUCH I CRIED
LYING IN BED THINKING OF YOU....
KISSING HER.
For all those girls who have been caught up in being the 'other woman' this wont be a knew story.
she could say no when he would whisper her way, he had her coming back for more. she tried to get out but she knows she never will. one thing lead to another and it all fell outta control.
he was playing her like a fool and she knew this, so she didnt care when the love wasnt there, not realising that in the end she would fall hard.
she thought that loving him was outta the question but yet she still fell in love with a player. he tampered with her heart, breaking it and leaving it. why did he have to break wat was already brocken.
she kept holding on when she should have let him go.
she should have known when he wouldnt leave his girl for her. why did she have to fall in love with HIM? why him? she was in love with somebody who was already taken. she wanted wat she could have so in the end she couldnt loose wat wasnt hers.
he didnt know wat he wanted, he wanted some of this and some of that, some of her and some of them. but she couldnt run from the truth.
when she asked him 'how could you love two people at once?' he simply said 'easy, you love your mom and your dad both dont you!' why did he have to lie to her and pretend he loved her meanwhile the love wasnt there.
every girl was quing up to his heart and to his bedroom but little did she know that he was opening the door to his bedroom more frequently than the door to his heart.
everytime he held her she could feel how false it was, she could feel how he was chocking her heart. he was watching it get distroyed time and time again.
his famous words were, 'im not a player i just enjoy having fun, with other girls'
all he did was cause her unconventional pain. and wat got to her the most was that her best friend gave herself to him in more ways than just one. REPEATEDLY. while knowing exactly how she felt about him.
but she couldnt be mad at them because he wasnt hers, he was somebody elses. everybody could see how hard she fell for him. but she was in the wrong for being the 'other woman' she was in the wrong for interfearing in the relationship, but she couldnt stop her heart for falling in love. the days she felt so distant were the days she realised she really and truely loved him.
she needed him more than he needed her. maybe leaving him was for the best, sometimes the hardest thing to do is the best desition to make.
if only she knew wat she knows now.
if only she wasnt me. i cant help but to think that when he said those 3 precious words i could have said them back and maybe a should have.
but i guess he will never know how much i love him,
how much i care.
he will never know about my pain
about my broken heart
he will never know how much i cried
lying in bed thinking of him....
kissing her.
