Once there was a boy,
I thought he didn't know my name,
Until one special night,
When we talked after the game.
I really like him a lot,
And he shared all ofmy feelings,
It semmed at the time,
As if it was fate's dealings.
He was the all-star,
On the high school baseball team,
Things changed a lot,
And he didn't have any time for me.
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