There were always those nights where her mind went to war with her heart. The fight between what she knew, what she felt and what she had to do. Sometimes the hardest decisions are made under the moon.
It's who he was. This hit it on the nail. Even though it's been years i still can't let him go. Even though he's moved on and let me go with no after thought. But its time and I'm done breaking my own heart.
She never had to fight or my love she always had it she never had to worry about me cheating on her no other woman could compare to how she made me feel she never had to fight for me ever but in the end all it was "booty call"to her