What About Us? <br />I asked myself that question <br />when you grinded that pathetic excuse of a guy <br />at the YLF dance <br />I remember when you glancing every few minutes at me <br />And I knew that you knew what you were doing <br />What about Us? <br />or were we just a secret <br />too dirty to reveal? <br /> <br />What About Us? <br />I asked myself that question <br />when you rejected my kisses <br />I thought you loved me <br />I thought you cared <br />was I just a another lover <br />or a summer fling <br />was I just a convient hook-up <br />that you didn't want to commit to? <br /> <br />What About Us? <br />I asked myself that question <br />the day you made me lie about us <br />that moment I realized <br />you weren't ready for my love <br /> <br />Even though we were over <br />I kept on asking <br />What About Us? <br />Us? <br />There was no us <br />we were just a moment <br />a second <br />a minute <br />of fake happiness <br /> <br />So this is when I say goodbye to us <br />and hello to me<br /><br />Sydne Morris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-about-us-2/
