sitting here, at loss of words.
looking out the window, counting birds.
I had no idea, that we'll end up like this.
the thought of you, still hurts.
We were so perfect, we were so fine.
You'd wear a dress, and I'd bring you some wine.
I'd offer you my hand and ask for a dance,
And we'd be in heavens from six to nine.
Thinking of those days, makes me sad.
together we were, not really bad.
I still love you from the bottom of my heart,
after I lost you, I realized what I had.
Sitting here at the same window, again at loss of words.
Counting the stars, because there are no more birds.
Drinks a glass of water, eyes brimming with tears.
The thought of you, still hurts.
YOU ARE READING
Still Hurts.
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