It was pain
It hurts, stabbing her
She misses his kiss, but now it is long forgotten
He's just using me... Maybe I should let it go
But she can't
Her thoughts just wondered of
For the love she lost, can never be returned
She stayed up, thinking
Was it me? -- maybe it's better this way.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
It was Her
Poesía"It was her" - a mistake she made, and can never go back to fix it. The regret that stayed within him, thinking he could return the love she lost Describing each story in different ways
