Confusion

Thoughts of you crowd my mind everyday.

It makes me wonder did I make a mistake?

Jumped in too quick just to satisfy my curiousity

Not thinking about emotions,

Missing the love and devotion that you and I

Deserve to be given by a lover

Not to be hurt, misused, and lied to another

Time. That they said can heal all types of pain

But why do I still feel this way?

As if my heart is still beating in tune with yours,

And something says there’s still somethin to fight for

But no. Our love has passed away and become a person unknown

Never to have existed and the flames flooded with the tears of my own.

But now it’s time for me to stop cryin and grow up into me.

At the end of the day, “I depend on me.” 

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