I used my sex as a weapon And in turn I had to barter my heart Tried to gain back a few pieces to play the rest of the game with bits and parts ......but I got played & It was checkmate Koncking me over like I was a chess game he told me "Don't catch no feelings" Though a few hours ago he was screamin my name Now I'm walking towards home ... trying so [email protected] hard not to cry I feel hurt and betrayed and I don't even know why.... I choose to remain friends with him So why am I in tears???? I was blubbering and sniffiling AS if he'd confirmed all my fears I have came to the conclusion That I am just not relationship material All the boys want the virgins though im not a **** with a venereal And on my walk of shame home, Who did you think I would never see? I saw my first love looking concerned Stopped in front of me....... Asking me was I OK? Through my tears, I tried to act tough Tried to tell him I was just fine And in a minture I was about to turn rough But I couldn't even do it...I just criedn And to my surprise he gave me a hug He felt so warm...the memories flooded in And it gave my heartstrings a tug... To me it's just so ironic.... That the love I had for my first was through All the hate I had for him......... Yet he was the first one I cried to.