You never think they'll hurt you
until you have no heart
I wish I didn't hate you.
I wish I stopped thinking about you
I wish I could stop listening to your favorite song
and hear your opinions and light voice
roughly waving over the rhythm and strum of a simple guitar
But I can't,
So I think about you
thinking about someone else
in the way you used to think about me
And suddenly my heart is missing.
Apr 4, 2012
Apr 4, 2012 at 2:23 AM UTC
You never think they'll hurt you
until you have no heart
I wish I didn't hate you.
I wish I stopped thinking about you
I wish I could stop listening to your favorite song
and hear your opinions and light voice
roughly waving over the rhythm and strum of a simple guitar
But I can't,
So I think about you
thinking about someone else
in the way you used to think about me
And suddenly my heart is missing.
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