And The Months Go By...
The second you opened that door
And was introduced to me,
Everything changed.
We were friends,
And I would never want to leave it behind for anything.
But the months go by...
I still secretly wish, hope, and dream.
I still secretly cry...
I blame myself for anything that changed.
I just wish you know how I felt.
Six months are wasted...
I still wish, hope, and dream.
And I still cry.
I've tried to go on and forget.
It didn't work out so well.
And now that you know,
I can't let go.
All I can do now is wish, hope, and dream.
But all I do is cry.
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xxBlackRainbowxxposted on 09/27/2008
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