• crying Rocking on her front porch staring at the tree
    my heart went to and fro as I thought of me
    was it wrong of me to like him thus making me sad
    I wanted more than sex but is a fling so bad
    the sky mocked my sorrow with the falling rain
    each drop upon the sidewalk echoed my heart's pain
    that night was somewhat special or so I felt
    the morning was a nightmare that to my hope was dealt

    can I let him have me body but not heart
    or will the simple pleasure of flesh tear me apart
    he doesn't even like me but wants me none the less
    sometimes I feel my life is nothing but a test

    and if so am I failing because I'd pretend
    that I was okay with benefits plus friends?
    crying