He left her, said she was "too much," you see,
And I, they say, am the one with the flaws.
But he's the one she’ll always want, not me.
We built a bridge, a space for you and me,
Shared secrets, laughter, defied the laws.
He left her, said she was "too much," you see.
I thought I saw a glimmer, wild and free,
A chance for love, escaping all the draws.
But he's the one she’ll always want, not me.
He whispered warnings, poisoned secretly,
And she, believing, built invisible walls.
He left her, said she was "too much," you see.
My Valentine dreams, now bittersweetly,
Are crushed and scattered,
But he's the one she’ll always want, not me.
The hope I held, dissolving gradually,
As his affection silently enthralls.
He left her, said she was "too much," you see.
But he's the one she’ll always want, not me.
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Comments2
Sad the second place finisher gets no gold and fame but walks away into the shadows of oblivion. Nicely written
thank youu
Most welcome
Its good kylie
thanks pooks
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