I'd think of you all by myself
I'd think of you and someone else
I'd think of you and my eyes would melt
As I'd sit alone and weep
But I'm not all that deep
I'd think of all the things I've done
I'd think maybe you were the one
I'd think lost love's better than none
But I want love to keep
I now think of the things you said
I think of all the times I bled
I think of what's in your head
How do you even sleep?
Lost love's the love we keep
But I'm not all that deep
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It'll Always Be You
PoetryI'm just a teenager trying to figure out what love is. Here are a bunch of poems with a common theme: love, love that betrayed or was betrayed, love that was gained and lost love. Love. A simple word. For me, My dear, it'll always be you.
