I forgot your face and the sound of your voice.
I forgot your smell of your perfume and even the color of your eyes.

I think less of you, you know.
I'm almost cured but,
You leave this mark in me, a scar inside of me.

Your words, the way you used to look at me,
the interest you had for me.

I fell too easily and now I understand my error.
I treated you like a man but you are still a little boy.