Kravey

got notin better to do

hard days, harder hours he smiled at me, giving flowers i stare at him, he stares at me these days are hard, cant he see we laugh together, him telling jokes hes the kind, of simple bloke my heart aches, my smile leaving does he not know, that our love is disappearing i turn my head, i drop the flowers deep inside, i know hes a coward i saw him with her, late last night i slap him and say, 'my friends were right' hard days, harder hours i left him there on the ground, his flowers