The Song you called Ours

Today the song came on the radio

And I sang along

But I can’t forget when you sang with me

And I can’t forget how things ended

I want you to know I don’t hate you, I’m not mad

The reason I cried well, I was just sad

Sad you had severed things so suddenly

Sad because things couldn’t be mended

We had some good times before things went wrong

And that is what you need to know


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