MEMORIES

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  • Lost Love

    MEMORIES

    You are sleeping,
    But I'm awake

    I can't sleep
    Knowing you were fake

    The thought of you out of my life
    Hurts like I've been stabbed with a knife
    Yes, that's how bad it hurts

    You've toiled with my heart
    Making me think everything was fine
    When all along it was all going down the drain

    I miss middle school
    Just because of you

    Tomorrow will be the day you asked me out
    I remember our first kiss
    Do you?

    I remember our junior prom too
    Do you?
    We had a good time

    I remember the summer time
    When we used to talk on the phone till the sun came up
    And we used to play basketball on the park

    I remember the instant messages we used to send each other
    I even saved some of 'em

    I remember my birthday
    When you gave me that charm bracelet
    Do u remember what you said about the charms?
    Well i do
    You said the hearts meant I was the only one you loved
    The key meant that I was the only one with the key to your heart
    And the dolphin,
    You just thought it was cute to put on the bracelet because I'm cute

    I love that bracelet
    It was the perfect present

    What went wrong?
    Was it something I did?
    Was it something i didn't do?

    I remember the times you made me laugh
    I remember the little arguments we used to have
    I should have known this was going to happen
    Because you became distant all of a sudden

    Never thought I would feel this way
    Never thought you would be the one to break my heart

    Should have stuck to my two weeks rule
    Cassie says you are a fool
    To have let me go
    But I don't know if that is true
    I guess I wasn't good enough for you

    Like you said "I am too difficult to please"
    Well whatever happened i guess I will never know
    Since you do not want to talk to me.

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    Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.

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