Sometimes I wonder
If she thinks of me
As often as I think of her
And I almost hope
That she does
And that she thinks
Of what she lost
But I know, deep down,
That to her I'll always be
The one who lost her,
Not the other way around
Dec 8, 2020
Dec 8, 2020 at 6:39 PM UTC
Sometimes I wonder
If she thinks of me
As often as I think of her
And I almost hope
That she does
And that she thinks
Of what she lost
But I know, deep down,
That to her I'll always be
The one who lost her,
Not the other way around
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