Last Year's Lover
☂
The feelings I had are gone
Even though my thoughts are different
So tell me why you hold my heart
When I can't find away to tear apart.
My tears have dried
My emotions have abide to all feelings held inside
Since I've been dragged for the ride
You've been the time of my life
Changing myself to fit your desire
Even though it couldn't be acquired
Your standards would be unattainable
For me to reach that point is debatable
Now that you're happy
Whenever we talk it comes out as snappy
Your the reason I act this way
So I keep my feelings at bay
If my thoughts could be measured
Half would be of you
Even though time has sped by
Recuring memories of mine say other wise
The feelings I had are gone
Even though my thoughts are different
Which makes you my last year's lover
One that I will always remember
☂
For that special someone
☂
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Vintagely Me
Poetryvin•tage (noun) the year or place in which wine, especially wine of high quality, was produced.
