• Love Traingle heart

    The love bug bites.
    I cry at night.
    He had fallen in love,
    But not with a dove. cry

    The sky started to rain,
    And I gasped in pain,
    For she said "Yes,"
    And crying hurts a little less.

    Why her? Why her?
    My eyes started to blur.
    What does she have that I don't?
    I can't stop loving him and I won't.

    Summer is coming,
    And my heart is burning.
    But I can still wait
    Until he walk through the gate.