You cry and complain about your daily pain
But never think about me, I won't be the same
I cry and hurt, bleed and sigh
Sometimes I think it would be better, If I would just die
They see me and talk about their bad things
Sometimes when the past runs through my head, I just want to scream
I had one love, who already had another
He has his true love, his one and only her
I'll admit that I miss him, but he never acts the way he did
That pain about the past and loving him, I just want to get rid
I'll always love him, in different sort of ways
A bit ago was he was a lover, now a brother in these days
I think about the things that we said
Just thinking about them, makes my eyes watery and red
I love the past, don't get me wrong
I'm just sounding like a jealous love song
She is right for him, and I'm very proud
Just don't worry about me, cause I'll never make a sound
xxlostxinxthexthoughtxx Community Member 
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