It's really been a while
I wonder where you are
Are you happy now?
I think, I hope, I pray
You used to be so transparent to me
Now, I'm just a mere stranger to you
I'm not done loving you yet
But you make me feel that you're done
For ever single day that passes
It seems to get harder to move on
The pain is still the same since you left
And I'm still wasting time loving you
I pray that one day when I wake up
I'll get tired of loving you
But perhaps, I'm just a girl who will love you
Even if you'll only break my heart
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Complexities
Random"At the periphery of dream and reality..." ♢ com·plex·i·ty ♢ plural com·plex·i·ties ♢ the quality or state of not being simple ♢ a part of something that is complicated or hard to understand ♢ A Scribber's Thought version 2.0
