She moved on and I feel sorry for you, because she thought you were the most amazing boy ever.
If she could have had any guy in the world, she would've picked you.
Now your just another part of her past, a memory more faded everyday.
And someday, she'll find the one she deserves, and he will make her the happiest girl in the world.
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Her Favourite Color Is Yellow
PoetryA collection of poems and thoughts, my all-consuming love, my everything... How it feels to find love, to lose it and to get it back. Also a couple of letters to people who mean a lot to me.
