I thought of you
The air was heavy
I thought of you again
You looked at me with disdain
The way you looked at me
Remonstrating kind
Sums up your feelings
For so long a time
I gave all my comprehension
You gave me little, if nothing
I gave all the friendship can give
You just treated me as a fleeting thing
Now I'm on my way home
Singing my favorite song
Just enjoying myself
You, are the past, alone
Jan 27, 2015
Jan 27, 2015 at 4:58 PM UTC
I thought of you
The air was heavy
I thought of you again
You looked at me with disdain
The way you looked at me
Remonstrating kind
Sums up your feelings
For so long a time
I gave all my comprehension
You gave me little, if nothing
I gave all the friendship can give
You just treated me as a fleeting thing
Now I'm on my way home
Singing my favorite song
Just enjoying myself
You, are the past, alone
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