• I Love Him, I Love Him Not

    Love me. Inspire me. Remember me. Then forget me.
    I love him, I love him not.
    This is all a part of one big plot.
    I take another petal off of this flower.
    I think I’ll stay for one more hour.
    The memories will stay I know,
    But I really don’t want him to go.
    It’s the one last kiss good bye,
    And surely this isn’t the last tear to cry.
    Seeing him walk away is the hardest part.
    But I’ll make it through.

    He’ll go over the hills and past the stars,
    Through the flashing lights and the speeding cars.
    Never truly will he ever be alone,
    Because his memories will take him back,
    Take him back.
    Through the speeding cars, and the shooting stars,
    This will never really be through.
    But I’ll make it through,
    Yes I will make it through.

    I love him, I love him not.
    This is all a part of one big plot.
    I take another petal off of this flower.
    I think I’ll stay for one more hour.
    The memories will stay I know,
    But I really don’t want him to go.
    It’s the one last kiss good bye,
    And surely this isn’t the last tear to cry.
    Seeing him walk away is the hardest part.
    But I’ll make it through.

    Dreams are made to be achieved
    And this is what we both believed.
    So I let him go.
    But I hope my regret doesn’t show.
    I stand here now looking at the stars,
    And I wonder if he’s in one of those big fancy cars.
    But, I know he’s gone.
    And I’m left standing here on the front lawn.
    Just to look at the stars.
    But I wonder if they ever show there,
    Or if the city lights give the night sky a glare.
    But with the memories, I’ll make it through.
    I will get through.

    Love me. Inspire me. Remember me. Then forget me.
    I love him, I love him not.
    This is all a part of one big plot.
    I take another petal off of this flower.
    I think I’ll stay for one more hour.
    The memories will stay I know,
    But I really don’t want him to go.
    It’s the one last kiss good bye,
    And surely this isn’t the last tear to cry.
    Seeing him walk away is the hardest part.
    But I’ll make it through.