Oh, Love

What is life without you?

Your presence is a breath of fresh air,

Beautiful in your long curly hair,

Your elegant style makes ’em stare,

Remember how we used to play Truth or Dare,

Love, I’m in despair.

I heard that you’re about to get married to another,

You lied to me he was a close friend, like a brother.

The news hurt and I had to leave town,

and although I feel let down,

I have no more anger left now.

I’m hopelessly trying to figure out how

to move on — onto something new,

But would our story end like this, who knew?

I have to confess — even though I’m hurt,

I’m still holding onto your heart.