I once asked you if you loved me, and you said no, I once asked did you ever like me and to that you didn't know. I once asked if I left would you die, and he told me he wouldn't even cry.
So to begin this said story I left him behind, Hopefully someone true i would find. and here is the sad part, i never stopped loving the man that broke my heart. I still dream of him to this very day, wishing that he would have had something to say.
A sad story that begins with him and ends with me, but I took my leave to be free. To find someone to care to find someone fair.
I met you one day in the store, and my heart just fell to the floor. You looked so sad so I came to you with all the care i had.
I asked him if he remembered the day I went away. I left yet again don't know what was in my head, I took the knife to my throat and I was dead.
A sad story that ends with me and everything me and him couldn't be.
