Missing You Some More
I tell them I forgot you. And when they mention your name. Or ask, I say... whom are you speaking of? It hurts. I'm so ruined. I miss you. At night, when it's just me and my pathetic mind, I think about you. And how hard it is to let you go. Wondering if you'll ever want me back. Like I want you back. I'm missing you and I just can't stop. Wasted times now remembered. And now you're gone... having fun with you life. While I'm taking mine little by little. I'm missing you. And I just can't stop. Written April 18th, 2002 © on Apr 22 2002 02:36 AM PST 18 • 0 • 8
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"I tell them I forgot you...."