The way you used to talk to me
The way you used to call me beautiful, say good-morning every day
There was so much promise, so much hope
How was it taken away from me so fast?
I try to be calm and subtle
But how can I do that when all that was promised is a lie?
I yearn for what used to be
Before we touched
Before we fought
Before you pushed me away
Help me understand
Help me heal
Help me move on
Tell me what went wrong
Jul 31, 2016
Jul 31, 2016 at 12:23 AM UTC
The way you used to talk to me
The way you used to call me beautiful, say good-morning every day
There was so much promise, so much hope
How was it taken away from me so fast?
I try to be calm and subtle
But how can I do that when all that was promised is a lie?
I yearn for what used to be
Before we touched
Before we fought
Before you pushed me away
Help me understand
Help me heal
Help me move on
Tell me what went wrong
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