It’s You…

broken20heart1I begged and pleaded but you said you didn’t love me anymore. You wanted to leave, so I had to let you go. Life was hard for a long time. I’m doing okay now, but I have not forgotten you. The part of my heart with your name on it will never completely heal. R.P.


Baby, baby.
It’s you I’m thinking of.
In the morning
when I wake up.
In the evening,
it’s you that I dream of.
From “Things I’d Like To Say”
by the New Colony Six

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