Whenever I bought a pack of starburst
She would always grab and eat my pink ones first
I would eat the reds right after
Yellow and Orange were left in the wrapper
I miss that
Honestly I want that back
I miss how I used to spend my days off at her apartment
Then on the days I did work, how she would spend hours with me past my lunch break
And the time we spent on her, just watching TV
While I lied in her arms as she ran fingers up and down my spine, listening to her heartbeat
The way she used to cuddle up to me at night while her snores filled the room
I even miss her mood swings and bitchy attitude
That girl made me smile in a hundred ways
And made me feel pain nearly the same
But I did the same to her
Back then she and I were too immature
Too afraid to admit how we felt about each other
At least I was; just caught up in pride, worried about getting hurt
All I can think about is the time I wasted with her
Fronting, trying to be some kind of player
I still think about her almost everyday
Wondering if she is okay or if she even still thinks of me
I tried to move on and fall for another
Yet still secretly comparing the new love to her
I guess I'm destined to be like Johnta
Still in love with the one that got away
The One That Got Away (freshnewhottness.blogspot.com) - Johnta Austin (Of So So Def)
It's this way sometimes Baby Bro. Once maturity has been obtained you realize what you miss. Who says that it's too late. Sometimes second time around are a charm.