I picked you up
when she locked you out.
For once I thought
we were so high in love,
I was your princess
and you were my prince.
But all of a sudden,
it came to my senses
that you were still not over
with a love within you
that was long ago existed.
I was left with no choice
but to endure the pain
because a love like that
is something I couldn't
compete with.
And now, you locked me out
I'm nowhere to be picked in.
Nov 7, 2014
Nov 7, 2014 at 6:22 AM UTC
I picked you up
when she locked you out.
For once I thought
we were so high in love,
I was your princess
and you were my prince.
But all of a sudden,
it came to my senses
that you were still not over
with a love within you
that was long ago existed.
I was left with no choice
but to endure the pain
because a love like that
is something I couldn't
compete with.
And now, you locked me out
I'm nowhere to be picked in.
My Casanova prince is gone. He left me behind, shivering in the storm. I'm yearning for his warm touch but people like me are gone forever when someone says goodbye.
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