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I Won't Be Coming Back

Contributed by Bubbles02 on Sunday, 6th April 2008 @ 02:16:36 AM in AEST
Topic: LostLove



I thought I wouldn’t be strong enough to lose you.
Well, I have lost you, it’s true.
And I’m still standing.
My heart is still beating,
Even after you ripped it to shreds in front of me.

I told myself that I wouldn’t make it if you left.
Well, you did, and it was like theft.
I was robbed of the best thing I’d ever felt before.
But as it turns out, you really weren’t what I was looking for.
If you were so great, then why did you do this to me?

I know I’m stronger than I thought.
With myself, I fought.
I wanted to die, wanted to end this pathetic life
With a gun or knife.
But when I think back, I realize that you really weren’t worth it.
You really weren’t that good to me.

Sure, you might’ve given me the most happiness I’ve ever felt,
But then when you left, why didn’t you know I would melt?
I was just something new to you, someone to play with for a few months,
Just another girl among those millionths.
You were so much more to me.

And so I won’t end my life because of what you did.
You’re still just a kid,
And I know now that you’re not worth it.
I might still cry, but eventually that’ll pass.
And maybe one day you’ll realize that you will eventually run out of gas,
That you can’t keep doing what you’re doing.
And if that day ever comes when you need me,
Just think about what you did.
I won’t be coming back.




Copyright © Bubbles02 ... [ 2008-04-06 02:16:36]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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