The Times
When you asked me to be your girl I said no
But now that you’re gone it’s hard to let go
I miss the times we use to talk
The times when you made me feel like I was your only train of thought.
The many times that you told me that you loved me...
And had me thinking in my head this is going to be my hubby!
I think about the many times I said no
And the many times you wouldn’t let go
The many times you said you’d never do anything to hurt me.
And now I cry at the though of you and how you and how you deserted me.
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