Cherophobic
Lorraine
Love was a wonderland, Love was a lie, Love was everything, Until everything started to die. In every sweet "goodmorning" turns into bitter"goodbye", I would laugh,scream and start to cry, Do i need to remind myself that past is past, But everytime i see your pictures i don't see love but lust. Im not mad because you used me, Im in pain because you set me free, My feelings for you werent over, But yours was totally over. So here i am standing in our room, Remembering the shattered pieces and loud thud boom, I wish you were, I want you to know i still love you dear.
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