Friday, September 23, 2011

Thanks

Why is it your face is everywhere I go?
I don't want to think about you,
I'm supposed to be over you.

I guess all those secrets shared,
All those days we spent together,
All those moments we spent kissing,
Actually meant something to me.

Everything I said I actually meant, like saying,
"I want to grow old with you",
"I want to share my first time with you",
And most importantly,
"I love you".

I guess you didn't mean any of that.
Thanks.
Thanks for the heartbreak,
The memories,
But most of all,
Thanks for making me stronger.

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