The pain
of you
not talking to
me, is
killing meThe thoughts
of you
being with
another, is
insanityThe things
you do
with him
just kills me
insideSorry for
expecting too
much, you
were only mine
in my imagination
The pain
of you
not talking to
me, is
killing meThe thoughts
of you
being with
another, is
insanityThe things
you do
with him
just kills me
insideSorry for
expecting too
much, you
were only mine
in my imagination