Over You
On my tip-toes waiting for my last breath,
I stumble upon a picture of you.
At least I made it this far in my life without you.
I dont need you anymore.
I can finally get over you,
I dont want you anymore.
When I look into your eyes, I dont feel a spark,
When I say your name, I dont get cold chills along my spine.
I dont want you anymore.
Because I dont need you anymore,
I can finally get over you.
I dont want you anymore.
Stumbling on the picture of you,
I dont have to look at the sorrow
Just remember the better times
I do not need you anymore.
Copyright © Adrienne Theuret | Year Posted 2011
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