Thursday, 17 March 2011


I remember the things you told me.
That you wish she was me.
How you thought I was amazing.
How you thought about me all the time.

So you can dress up your life, lie and pretend.
But at the end of the day, you said it.
And, I will never forget the words you sai
d to me.


So just remember that.

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