In 21 days you’ll get over it they say Six months later, Still stings and I can’t escape Your parting gift to me were bruises And mine to you was, peace
The day I saw you was strange, It was a union between two familes, I didnt have a clue that my life would change, But as time flies, A friendship between us was embraced. ~deeps
Will that memory go away? The way you made my heart ache? “Stop thinking about the past” you would say, Little did you know that it still makes me shake