Unreturned love really is tradagy at its greatest when you think about it
I know that he's to good for me
Edward is, after all, perfect
While I'm the physical embodiment of a plain Jane
We could of never worked out even if he really loved me
The only thing that I can ask for
Is that he wouldn't of lied to me
Strung me along for an entire year
Not that I can blame him
Of course
It's just a
Tiny wish