Letters I'll Never Send

  I heard you’re a player, so it would only be right if I had turn

But me, I’m going to flip the roles and see if you learn Exactly how it feels, to be held up so high, only to fall flat on your face I’m going to make you regret all those games, I’m gonna put you in your place I’ll start off with little hints, a smile every here and there Just to make you think I might just even care

I’ll do my best to make you laugh, no matter what it takes

Hiding my intentions, no sign of heartbreaks then come the texts, You’ll even get those good mornings I’ll lead you on till you follow, you wont care about the warnings

Just wait for those phone calls, that last all through the night they’ll convince you its real, that this all seems right

Telling you a lie, that you’ve been in every single dream creating an illusion, building it bigger than it should seem

To make sure you stay hooked, I’ll give you a nickname something unique, that will drive insane followed by the play fights, you’ll laugh the entire time that will surely remind you, of your every single crime It wont be long, for our very first date pretending I’m in love, so there’s no need to wait

when all is said and done and I’ve had my fun I’ll break it all off, leave you behind and run

I remember when we met, I remember that day

Its on me like a scar, it will never go away

When I looked at you, I saw a sparkle in your eye

So amazing, a star fell from the sky

I opened my mouth but words wouldn’t come out

A moment I’d remember forever, I had no doubt

Then you spoke, words so beautifully sweet

Literally made my heart skip a beat

At the same time, you bestowed a smile

An image I’ll save forever, a very special file

each second became better the closer you came

I’ve seen so many girls, but this wasn’t the same

It took a minute, but I was finally able to speak

But that smile of yours, just made my knees so weak

I felt like a fool, it took everything to keep my stance

I couldn’t believe I was ruining the perfect chance

to ask if you to chill, the beginning of something more

I was just to late, you already made you way to the door

So disappointed I just let you walk out with such ease

I tried chasing you, but that smile and these darn knees

so I decided I’d write you this letter of the day we first met

'Twas the night before Christmas, everyone was in bed

except two on the computer, facebooking instead

time flew by, but neither of them knew

that it was 3:00 am, not a clue.

All of the sudden, one hears a sound on top of the house

scared her like a cat does to a mouse.

She made a run for the sheets but slipped on the rug

she got like three feet of air, before a loud thud.

Down from the chimney fell Santa, with his big red bag

it's containments were way to heavy, he had to drag.

The bag to, the Christmas tree,

the place where the presents had to be.

she looked to see what was making all the ruckus

she saw an intruder, who needed to be brought to justice.

She ran at him, going full bore

hit him, bringing him down, straight to the floor.

a tackle that could have, landed an NFL deal

she saw who was on the floor, couldnt be real.

Reached for the beard and yanked, pulled, and tugged

it wouldn't come off, so she just shrugged.

Santa was in pain, this was very clear

she yelled at him, what are you doing here????

He got up and said, girl you have to listen

his rosy red cheeks seemed to glisten.

has he told that he was Santa clause, this the truth

memories came back, the ones from her youth.

She couldn't believe who was standing in front of her

out of nowhere he snapped his fingers, then nothing but a blur.

Just like that he was no longer there

she got really mad and pulled on her hair.

Remembering that she was still on facebook

she had to tell him the story that just partook.

The scramble with santa, he had to know

that it was amazing, she put on a great show.

But when she told him of the encounter

he didn’t believe her, he was being a downer.

She said fine dont believe me I’m going to sleep

stormed off angry that this boy was being so cheap.

So she lay there in bed, thinking of that meeting