I closed my eyes and pretended that you were my first love. Pretended that you're every stroke, Every move of your body, Every contour of your lips, Every flick of your tounge.... was his. I pretended that for at least 3 hours that I was in love. I pretended that no matter what, you and I would stay un-changed on this stolen day, when I laid in your arms and you kissed my lips and my forhead ^the sweetest thing I have ever known I knew the cold, hard facts of the day, yet I pretended I didn't mind. I pretended to be a cold hearted ***** to you in the weeks after I made love to you. I pretended to claim back my heart... When I still couldn't find it.