Sitting here thinking about moments we've shared,
of all of the ways I've showed you I cared.
I regret nothing I've told you so far
like how your eyes sparkle brighter than stars.
If you say I don't love you then Missy you're mistakin,
and now you are content at letting our hearts both go a breakin.
Jun 12, 2012
Jun 12, 2012 at 2:56 AM UTC
Sitting here thinking about moments we've shared,
of all of the ways I've showed you I cared.
I regret nothing I've told you so far
like how your eyes sparkle brighter than stars.
If you say I don't love you then Missy you're mistakin,
and now you are content at letting our hearts both go a breakin.
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