Draft Four.

I told myself I won't be thinking about you ever again

I told myself I should move on.

I am the one who left.

I am the one who gave up.

I am the one...

So the blame is on me, isn't it?

It's my fault.

That's what all others ever think.

And it sucks.

Created on July 21, 2010 at 02:40 AM