Sometimes I still think you want him more
then I figure out it's not my buisness, anymore
and I change it to present simple, yes, you wantED him
more, you unconsciously picked him, leaving me here under
the fades of the love I thought you had and now I know
better
opening my eyes in the mourning, awakening, I get reminded
of
Him and I lose a tear and then I say to myself, not
anymore.
I'm done with you, now didn't I, I'm through with you, for
all the time, I'm lost in you, or maybe not, you led me too,
I know it's true.

5/3/03
5th march 03