Your picture is still
On my wall, on my wall
I think about you
Often, often
I won't forget all the things we did
Some things last a long time
Some things last a long time
I wish everything you said was true... I should have known that things always end, but as ever, I live in my perfect world where everything seems perfect. And it will never be your fault, maybe if I learned to love myself this wouldn't have happened. Maybe if I was a better person you could love me the way I did... Now all seems too stupid.
And now I'm just wishing you didn't read this, I've tried hard enough to hide that it hurts me when you treat me in the most beautiful way possible, I would die of shame if you knew that I couldn't forget something as simple as what we were...
