I hate that I can’t get you out of my mind
I miss that you were always so kind
I hate that half the school knew
Before I did that you don’t want to be my boo
I hate that I’m still in love with you
Even after I found out that rumor that you wanted to end things was true
I miss the way we used to cuddle on the couch
Or when I didn’t tell you something you act like a grouch
All my friends didn’t think to tell me
Until one person realized I didn’t know or see
That you didn’t what to be together anymore
I was worried you’d tell everyone you thought I was a whore
I don’t don’t know what to do
I just keep asking “Why you?”
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That sucks bro.