in the end,
it doesn't matter how many times I called you
how many times we spoke of nothing
or who made you so jealous you left.

in the end, you left and that's everything.

i can spend my whole life wondering
what could have been
where we would have gone
for our next date
or honeymoon
or anniversary
but I won't;

i've given you enough of my life
I have to move on
I can't stay here, anymore.

things are just too bad right now
too many memories of us
happy times I can still see, and feel
but now everytime we kissed
is one more time I miss.

i'm leaving here and not looking back
you've done enough damage to me
you can't hurt me any more.
i'll make it on my own
as I've done before and will again
no matter what I'll survive.

in the end,
a promise meant nothing,
your word was like paper
only I was looking at the wrong side.

in the end,
i'm alone once again.
it's just me with my thoughts
and we're not thinking of you, any more.

08/19/2002

Posted on 08/19/2002
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