I’d always wondered
How something so right at times
Could be so wrong
In the eyes of the world
I could say I miss him
But all they’d say is
“He wasn’t yours to miss”
“And he still isn’t”
Telling me to move on
And let go
I smile and nod
Acting like it’s all so simple and easy
Yet when I lie in my bed late at night
And he’s the one on my mind
With mascara stained tears falling
I comment to myself they’ve no idea
No idea what it’s like to let go of a love that I always knew was kinda wrong.
A contest entry
- 178 TITLES CONTEST!!!! that's right.. 178 to choose from!! I'm sure you can find atleast a little inspiration :) by Angierie.
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