Popularity raised him to the highest chair br He was every girl’s wish, every girl’s prayer br His eyes were of the darkest black br The darkest, that you would stare forever br His locker is filled with love notes br Whether he bothers to read them…who knows? br Among the cluster of the notes, mine lay too br Silent, unspoken, hidden deep in the blue br He might have read it, I am sure br Because he walked towards me the next day br I went tomato red not knowing what to say br His subtle hands held mine br And he whispered ‘I love you’ in my ear br Life turned out to be more than just perfect br I loved every moment being with him br ********************************** br Two days later I ran into him br And what I saw was worse than grim br He was holding hands of another girl br He didn’t seem bothered that I was looking at him br I saw him again another day br Another way, another time br With another girl, another smile, another face br I cried for long being bitterly used br Bruised, abused, confused! br ********************************** br I fell in love with him because he was popular br And now… I fell out of love with him br For pretty much the same reason! ! !br br sania harrisbr br