I was fine with the men
That would come into her life now and again
Ibwas fine, 'cause I knew, that the didn't really matter until you
I was fine when you can
And fought her like it was all a silly game
Over things thats shed do
After all these years I thought shed marry you
Its over isnt it, isnt it, isnt it over
You lost, and let go of her, and you hurt her, and your done
Its over isnt it
Now she must move on
Dates, and movies, the attention.
Conflict, people, no discretion
But you broke down your potential
Acted like its experimental
She will be strong moving on without you
She will not make her world cold without you
You're already over, it's already done
And its seems like you weren't the one
Its over isnt it, isnt it, isnt it over
You lost, and let go of her, and you hurt her, and your done
Its over isnt it
Now she must move on
YOU ARE READING
I Wish I Remembered Your Name
PoetryPoems to my dead lover. I'll never forget the moments we spent together, ther was nothing but innocent love in the air as we looked into eachothers eyes. But then reality ripped me away from you. If you are out there, these poems are for you. 🖤
