Harry

The last time I saw Harry he was running for a plane
the
taste of his kiss still on my lips
my tears mingling with the
rain
I should have know he never loved me
That It was
just too good to be true
But you see I needed him near
me
If only for that day or two
I was swept up in the
emotion
but to him it was only a game
One day he'll
feel like I feel
and won't that be a shame
to have
your own heart be broken
by the master of the
game