The truth is,I was happy
With the way you used to care.
But you brought me to love's doorstep,
And just left me standing there.
The truth is,I'm not happy
That you've forgotten what could be.
But the saddest truth of all
Is that you've forgotten me.
With the way you used to care.
But you brought me to love's doorstep,
And just left me standing there.
The truth is,I'm not happy
That you've forgotten what could be.
But the saddest truth of all
Is that you've forgotten me.
posted by DEAD at
2:27 AM
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