Every damn time I turn on the radio, there you are again. How am I supposed to move on when every time I turn on the radio I'm reminded of you? Of your voice, of the way you used to sing to me, of all our memories and of the time you sang that song for me the first time, and I told you it's gonna be a great hit and everyone will love it.
I can't do this anymore, I can't pretend that I'm over you, I can't pretend that I'm not hurting every day. I miss you. I need you. Please come back to me. But I know that's never going to happen because you're with someone new. The girl you told was just a friend at the start, but ended up being the girl you left me for.
I miss you Shawn...
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Here is a very short one but i like it, and i hope you like it too.
