I sit here sometimes
wondering about you
gazing up in the sky
curious if your thinking about me too.
I play our song over and over again
Ashanti, south side
the song doesn't lie about us
and theres nothing I have to hide.
I try not to think about us
it just kills me knowing your not there
to call me or talk to me on aim
to the passion we once use to share.
Despite the pain
Despite the lies
from fighting with each other
to the long night cries
how could I have been stupid
to have told you I loved you
and how on the first night
you said you loved me, was that true?
and when I got angry at you
it was your butt i wanted to kick
but I cared so much
to the point where I got sick.
I got sick of drugging myself
I got sick of the world
I was so stupid to think
that I was the girl.
The one who made you happy
who made you smile
laughed with you
and loved your baller style.
from holding hands
to kissing
the world could have passed by
but your still the one I'm missing
from the dozen roses
to asking me to go on a cruise
from hurting each other
to the memories that we would lose.
so when I told you never to talk to me
i knew i would have felt pain
i try to pull myself together
so you wouldn't see the tear stains.
But I'll have to pick myself up
and spread my wings like a dove
because in the future
there will be a rekindled fire
that we'll being to love.
And from here on
I have to say goodbye
this ends the story
of you and I.
