Last Time I Saw Her
She Walked Past Me And Gave Me A Smile,
But Last Time I Saw Her She Was Crying.
She Asked How I Have Been,
But Last Time I Saw Her She Didn't Care How I Felt.
She Told Me About Her New Boyfriend,
But Last Time I Saw Her She Didn't Want To Be Tied Down.
She Once Told Me I Meant The World To Her,
But Last Time I Saw Her I Lost My Best Friend.
She Use To Be The Girl I Loved,
But Last Time I Saw Her I Hated Her For What She Doing.
Now I Don't Love Her
But I Don't Hate Her.
Copyright © Daniel Gibbs | Year Posted 2008
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