I miss those times,
I miss those days
When you were around,
in so many ways
And it felt so safe,
and I was glad.
Sorry that I could not be
As perfect as you wanted me
Just wondering what's going on in your mind
I sure hope you're fine
I hope your conscience would eventually clear
Hope you will be happy again...
You may hate me now...
But I hope one day...
One day...
You would know why
and that you would understand.
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