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Tragic Love Story.

  • May. 30th, 2009 at 8:39 PM

My first post, yay!


This made me felt inspired to write. *The singers in the video and the
background music are different singers.



Looking back on all those videos of you,
I start to miss you.
I want to see, want to hold you.
But you're no longer within my reach.
All I'm left with is memories of what
you and I used to be.
When you're there do you think of me?
Or am I pushed so far back
that you cannot even remember my face.

If we meet again, I won't greet you.
I'll just pass as if you were a strangers.
I don't care how much it hurts,
it's not as bad a all those nights
I spent waiting for you. Pretending
I did not know what was going on.
No, not even when you came home
with the scent of another person.
No. so all I'm left with is a video.

When I thought that you were the one.
When you said it was the end.
But when did it begin? And I keep watching.
Wanting to remember you
like this. Although I know it can never happen,
I want you to look at me
the way you are right now. your eyes,
filled with confidence. As I watch you,
I start to miss you, start to wish you were still here.



I hate you.

For making me love you like this.

Alone.





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