The note

by Samantha   Jun 12, 2005


Now there’s a note
that I slipped in your pocket,
and when you read don’t be
worried I’ll Be fine.

I’ve gone through enough shit
of yours and I can’t take anymore
So if you see me in the hall
don't even bother I’m not going
to say hi.
Don’t even try to hug me or touch
me.
Listen you pushed me to far

Ah few years from now you are
going to see me on the street or
in a store and your going to realize
what you had .
And I’m not even going to bother
I’m just going to keep walking and
won’t say a word.

I’m sorry that I have to leave you
like this but I have to do it for you and me.

So take one good look at
and give me a hug for one last time.
Boy I love you but I need to be free.

Say goodbye.

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