Each day I remember
Our November
The moment that started it all
The ones that for months after made me bawl
One day you were mine
And everything was fine
Then I saw you leave
And it took me a while to beileve
When I did I couldn't cope
All I had left was some sort of hope
But you let me down
Made me more than frown
Some cuts on my shoulder
The weight of my emotions one heavy boulder
With my blood I said good-bye
Knowing your love was a lie
And my broken heart was a trophy of my failing try.
May 2, 2012
May 2, 2012 at 2:17 PM UTC
Each day I remember
Our November
The moment that started it all
The ones that for months after made me bawl
One day you were mine
And everything was fine
Then I saw you leave
And it took me a while to beileve
When I did I couldn't cope
All I had left was some sort of hope
But you let me down
Made me more than frown
Some cuts on my shoulder
The weight of my emotions one heavy boulder
With my blood I said good-bye
Knowing your love was a lie
And my broken heart was a trophy of my failing try.
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