31.10.10



Oh girl, quit playing with my heart,
For one day we'll have to part.
The kiss with him might have just been a jest,
But yet deep down, I know I'm only second best.


I wish it could have been me and you,
Then we would not have to bid adieu.
But as soon as I tried to confess,
Between him and I, to you I was only second best.


Let us both go our separate ways,
And be jolly when our hairs turn grey.
Let not our infatuation turn regrets,
For life will surely not reset.