Gorgeous girl of mine, With that flowing black hair And, oh, those eyes... I had you for a time, But my foolish mistakes Led you to leave me. Now all I have of you Is memory and dream. I love you, Sam.
Reason for writing:
Samantha asked me out but didn't want people to know she was bisexual, so she asked me not to tell.
I was so happy that I told my supposed best friend (traitorous b***h) who told others. Sam was very angry and hurt, and broke up with me.
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