Letters To Ennovy 2

I hurt cause we broke So its my fault we don' talk. I've lost my one favourite rock, So its true fortune gives only one knock At every man's door unless you block Which i did, now i'm under a psychological mock. I made a wrong choice Thinking i would rejoice If i got rid of your voice. Not even a Rolls Royce Can get me that true Happiness i got from you Cause i realised its you I ought to call my boo. To other men I'm envious But ain' that obvious Cause I had my previous Chance to make it work No matter the pain in the back. And now i forever Will keep on, whatever The endevours, My love to this one Maiden who my heart she won.