We swore that together we'll grow old
But I woke up this morning to find your side of the bed cold
I will not stay mad at you, I'll not cry
Cause I'm still willing to give us one last tryYou might not have noticed my tear stained cheeks
But I noticed a new fragrance on your shirt sleeves
I will not stay mad at you, I'll not cry
Cause I'm still willing to give us one last tryThe traces of where you've been last night are visible on your back
I keep second guessing, I keep asking what I lack
I'm trying hard not to be mad, I'm trying hard not to cry
But I'm still willing to give us one last tryMaybe it's not me, maybe it's you
You don't miss me? I don't miss you too
I'm not gonna stay mad, I'm not gonna cry
you don't even deserve my one last try
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Iridescent
Poetry#22 in poetry on 04\12\2k17 #34 in poetry on 03\12\2k17 Words can shake up the world they can make the tiniest cages rattle they are what gives me strength they are what I take to my battle -by Faith_love ...