Somebody Told Me
By: 1000th Ghost
Somebody told me
Nobody told him. No one knew, not even her.
You had a boyfriend
He didn't have the slightest idea. Who was she? Where was she? Did she miss him? Did she care? Would he ever see her again?
Who looked like a girlfriend
It was funny. He'd had plenty of crushes, plenty of flings, some of them actually having the courage to last a week or two. But this mysterious girl and her one night stand was somehow that closest thing he had ever had to true love.
That I had in February of last year
February 14th. Valentine's Day. The best and worst day of his life. The day he met her. The day he lost her.
It's not confidential
Why was she so secretive about it? If she really loved him, why wouldn't she just let him know?
Well, I've got potential
They could make it work. Regardless of what she thought, it could work. Because, even though she didn't know it, he loved her.
A rushin', a rushin' around
But it was too late. He couldn't go back; there was no way to tell her. All he had left to do was frantically search for the owner of the red, high-heeled sandal. His vanishing Cinderella. His Cecile.