When You Figure Out

When you figure out you miss me... I hope its not to late... To say the things you should of 
said... Even though your full of rage! When you figure out you miss me, i hope you finally 
see, that loving you was what i was trying to do, it was about you, not of what you've done 
to me... When you figure out you miss me, as you look upon the stars, remember that the 
choice you made, has put you where you are! When you figure out you miss me, and you 
feel the cold winds blow, remember the woman you left behind, she always loved you so.... 
When you figure out you miss me, bet yourself, ill be long gone, you could of chose me 
yesterday, but instead you've done me wrong....
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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