Monday, April 15, 2013

Counting fish left in the sea.

The girl I loved has found another, the girl I liked has found a lover.

The girl I met has walked away, the girl I've known has nothing to say.

The girl I wish became a passing thought, the girl I had merely forgot.

The next girl I'll know will tear me apart, all these girls are destroying my heart.

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