All my words and my promises of love has gone with the wind,
because i don't remember you in december and you don't
remember me when the word love appear in your mind.
And i feel that you forget my feelings about you , when i told
you under the moon that you are the woman that i love.
I think that something happen last summer because after that,
You changed your mind about me, indeed.
now i am only your friend and each time that i want to talk with
You about our love, you always answer the same,
May be tomorrow george , because today i don't love you
as my boyfriend , I already told you that yesterday.
In fact all my words of love has gone with the wind.
Although i always remember you like the owner of my love.
- Author: jorge serra ( Offline)
- Published: January 31st, 2020 15:34
- Category: Love
- Views: 24
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