These Days
there is not a day that passes
these days
that i don't ask myself why
did let myself fall
for things aren't the same
these days
you are not the girl
i met
and love dearly
you have changed alot
that scares me
these days
i know
that i'm destined to loose you
and find something
or someone better
one of these days.
Copyright © Emmanuel Balele | Year Posted 2010
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