Hope at times you think of me during the day or at least maybe in the middle of the night….
At least say you’re thinking of me sometime.
I’ve always known that my reputation matters for what it’s worth. What others think of me doesn’t count. I know that if I’m going to move on, I’ll do it with class.
I’ve always looked for love in the wrong places but now I’m just trying not to break my own heart for the sake of my sanity….
And in the end, I’m just me.
My heart broke when you left. And now I’ll never be as happy as I was when you held me.
I dream you made love to me but what hurts is that I wake up alone.
Maybe in my dreams, I’ll be seeing you tonite.
But I know that sometimes is never enough and almost always is romantic because in the end it’s just you and me against the world.
O, I’ll be looking for you.
But someday I’ll go looking for you and I may never come back.
The problem is that I was too arrogant to know that I was falling in love with you and this may haunt you, but I was the one wishing it was you….
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