History
First, we were inseparable, always together.
Then we were miles and miles apart.
At times things were so awkward that we talked about the weather.
Often, I gave you too many chances to restart.
And then she came,
She took you like toy from a store.
But you are the one I blame,
For you were mine no more.
I gave you all I possibly could.
But that wasn’t good enough for you.
You did nothing you said you would.
I love you... But what will I do?
When I was with you I felt loved.
So I trusted you and gave you one more chance.
But I was pushed away, shoved.
Our love will never finish its last dance.
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