It hurts me,
when you talk about your girl.
I love you too much,
to tell what I feel.
I'm friend to you,
but you're more to me.
Just a word, and I could be yours.
You don't want me,
you love some other girl.
It hurts me, when you're sad.
You broke your heart, but you'll survive.
You find another love,
and I'll listen you again.
I'll cry, because you don't want me.
But it's life.
I think that I can't ever be with you, like I want.
You want to be just friends, and it's ok to me.
Your friendship means me much more,
than you can ever understand.
Selite:
oletus
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