I remember all the laugh and kisses,
the true love between the two of us.
There's nothing left but cold depression,
pathetic sympathy and no desire.
You left me lingering in my tears
told me you still love me true
now, everything we used to share
falls apart when you walk out on me.
A year means nothing to you, does it?
A decade wouldn't mean much more.
We're just not meant to be together
though I love you more than anything
I've settled my life with you
but it all ends when you walk out on me.
Have you ever even cared for me?
Loved me? Desired me?
Thought of me as a human being?
Thought that maybe it's enough of lying?
You're trying to blame it on something else...
the walls, the music, work and me
You never see what you've done wrong.
I feel pathetic for caring for such man.
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