Puzzles

She was gone. She left. Didn't say goodbye. She left. She broke all the promises we made for one another. "Don't worry Lolo, I'll never leave," Lie. "I love you," Lie. "It's gonna work out," Lie. "I want there to be an US," Lie. All she did was lie. To me. Now I can't get the thoughts out of my head, the memories. The hurting. NO, there isn't healing, there isn't lovin. She made an album that's a lie! How can she be hurting? If all she did was hurt me? I hate to do it, but I remember how it all went down. I remember seeing her for the first time. Her complimenting my shirt. I remember all her falls in the concerts. I remember the interviews. I remember her shouting out, "ME!" when the interviewer asked who I was kissing after the show. I remember her as she cried over Mahone. I remember crying on her shoulder and her soothing me when Brad ended it with me. I remember finding out that she would only do one final concert with us. I remember waiting all night to hear her say goodbye. I remember hearing her say goodbye to the other girls, but not me. I remember crying myself to sleep. I hate her for it. I love her for it. I hate her, and I love her. But the moon and sun can never be together... can they?