She got lost between the tangled nets of my memory.

Everytime I lay on the bed on my side
I can't help but imagine you laying right there in front of me
I cant stop thinking about your beautiful face ,your autumn rainy skies eyes and your full red cherry lips.

You’re my muse but you’re killing me.

I want to learn a new language that I can forget you in.

Slowly and gradually, you'll start missing him
Slowly and gradually he'll be learning,
Learning to get over the fact that you denied his love,
All because you had eyes elsewhere.

Trust is earned slowly,
Over the course of one's life,
But lost in an instant.


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you say you love me,
but your eyes tell a total different story..........

All I had was you.....