fredag 23 september 2011

What’s going on in that pretty little head of yours?
So many thoughts, so many decisions.
You always seem to choose the wrong one

What happened to that girl
she used to do anything for you
did you even notice?

When you were out on parties
flirting with girl after girl.
Who do you think were home alone
waiting for your call.

Who do you think stayed by your side
all those times you got hurt
even though it hurt her more
to see you like another girl that much.
a girl, who wasn’t her

She still sits home alone sometimes you know
reading old texts
thinking about your scent
cries over you

she loved you.
I think she still does.

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