Pretend Is Your Second Name

Some roses are red
Some others are black
No like those i gave you
Those that you sent me back

They came in front of your friends
They're like guessing whom the sender was
Roses, yellows, violets and some reds
I promised myself they're the lasts

There was a letter written 2 weeks ago
Was little bit wet but i was ready to read
I felt pain, down, sad, that letter was awful
That letter easily took away my breath

I was blind, like unable to see
with strength a love for you i raised
You said "i don't want it and i don't need
Either" then you everything easily razed

It's good to see and also to realize
That we never had anything in common
You could had so much to me symbolized
We could had have last for so long

I never expected to hear that
You rejected me as a loser
As someone you tough i was
Like some kind of convincer

I won't change the way you think
The things i did make you tough
Not care anymore if i make you sick
If to your life only sadness I've brought

This won't be okay until i forget
Things and moments we past together
This I'll never miss and I'll let
This remembers behind me forever

(c) Copyright By CJFM 2006