Dec 4th 2009- Memorable Kisses
I'm tired of playing this game.
Tired of flinching from your name.
Sick of crying Because you love her and not me.
Disgusted of lying to be something I thought you wanted to see.
I'll ask, "Does she know?"
But I don't want an answer.
I'd rather keep the kisses
And then try not to regret letting go.
I'm done crying.
I'm done seeking people who were like him.
I'm done lying to the world about me
And I think it's time to let someone see.
Tired of flinching from your name.
Sick of crying Because you love her and not me.
Disgusted of lying to be something I thought you wanted to see.
I'll ask, "Does she know?"
But I don't want an answer.
I'd rather keep the kisses
And then try not to regret letting go.
I'm done crying.
I'm done seeking people who were like him.
I'm done lying to the world about me
And I think it's time to let someone see.
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