The Old You

How can love come and go so fast?
I really miss the way we were.
I still love you even though I hate you
I hate that you made me cry
And how it is so hard everytime to say goodbye
I didn't like that last hug
I can feel little heart strings given a tug
I want the old you to hold me 
I want the old you to come back
I want my whole life to be back on track
The ringing is about to stop
No more "I love you, I really do"
No more staying on skype till two
The old you is gone and for awhile even you're not coming back
I wish I woudn't have got mad for somethings so dumb
So that now my heart wouldn't be so numb
If we could have made game plans and talked things through 
Right now I wouldn't be missing you 
The old you would still be here
And I wouldn't have these painful tears
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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July 4, 2012 at 4:41 AM
I recently read a poem that referred to tears as rain, which can be looked at as knowledge. You can learn from this. Peace and blessings to you.
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