Bad Boy.

By , Greenback, TN
When I see you in the hall,
I feel my heart jump.
I know I shouldn't feel this way about you.
I am the good girl and you are the
bad boy.
You love me, and I love you too, but I am too afraid of what my family and friends will say.
You have hurt me before, and a took you back, thinking you had changed.
All I got in return was more heartbreak and my mom hating me.





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