You come on my mind sometimes,
I mean most of the time.
I remember how we used to be in love and how I planned my future dreams with you.
I remember how much a phone call would cost you,
I remember how hard for me you tried,:
And how hard you tried to Please,
And how ridiciously you did cheat,
I remember your hazel eyes
And the smell of your musk on Your skin,
Yes I do.
I left you without a goodbye
Or a reply
I had to do what I did,
I had gave you so many chances,
And begged you so many times
And you never heard my voice
I cried and you continued in life, as if you didn't see my tears.
I was starting to fade,
I did the same
I fell for someone else
I gave my soul to this person
He promised that we would have every year a new anniversry,
He promised he wouldn't leave
He let me follow his cultures and dreams,
He introduced me to a mother full of dreams,
He showed me things
You never gave me.
Well I can admit,
he makes me cry sometimes
But atleast he wouldn't hang over on me,
Atleast he never tried to betray me
Atleast he still loves me.
But you were a different story.
You hurt me so badly,
I was willing to forget
Yet you took the oppurtunty for granted.
You thought I would wait
Tell me does love wait?
Don't blame me,
I can't confront you
I can't tell you go away
I'm with someone else
Someone not you
Not your age.
I can't watch the anger rush through your veins,
You still mean something to me
I don't know what you are to me actually
But all I wanted you to know
Is don't worry I'm okay,
I'm nailing to stay with this person as long as my soul gives me breath to breathe.
Yet be thankful, even all you put me through, he is nothing like you.
I didn't find someone like you.
Yet I found someone who knows how to treat his lover better than you.
Forgive me, you still remain in my thoughts, my speech.
Although, hard to be true
It will never be Me and You
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