Chapter 18

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Andrew's POV

It never crossed my mind at all

That's what I tell myself

What we had has come and gone

Your better off with someone else...

As dad drove me home, I listened to that music... It's just... Hard... I let her slip away from my fingers... I didn't get to give her my surprise... Now that we're over... I can't help but to cry and think of her... I just can't forget that...

It's for the best I know it is

But I see you sometimes I try to hide,

What I feel inside

And I turn around, your with him now...

I just can't figure it out

I'm left with nothing... I'm broken... And sad... I broke her heart... I just can't imagine her face when she was crying... Her eyes were red as mine... Her tears streams down faster than mine... How can I forget her if I'm like this? Broken... Sad... Unhappy...

Tell me why you're so hard to forget

Don't remind me, I'm not over it

Tell me why I can't seem to face the truth

I'm just a little too not over you, not over you...

Memories supposed to fade?

What's wrong with my heart?

Shake it off, let it go

Didn't think could be this hard

Should be strong, movin' on but I see you

Sometimes I try to hide what I feel inside

And I turn around, you're with him now

I just can't figure it out

Tell me why you're so hard to forget

Don't remind me, I'm not over it

Tell me why I can't seem to face the truth

I'm just a little too not over you

Maybe I regret everything I said

No way to take it all back, yeah

Now I'm on my own, how I let you go

I'll never understand

I'll never understand!

I always thought that Mr. Robinson or John, never liked me... Maybe it's because of my attitude... And now, she regrets loving me...

Tell me why you're so hard to forget

Don't remind me, I'm not over it

Tell me why I can't seem to face the truth

I'm just a little too not over you

Tell me why you're so hard to forget

Don't remind me, I'm not over it

Tell me why I can't seem to face the truth

And I really don't know what to do

I'm just a little too not over you,

Not over you...

Lena's POV

As I stepped out of the car. I was still listening to my music and crying... I walked to the bathroom and looked at my reflection. Make-up smudged all over my face... I washed my face and walked out of the bathroom.

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