Hating the Past Me
I knew that you were leaving but I never believed it
I knew how I felt about you but I never said it
Now that you're gone I am here alone.
While I am sitting here crying
I look at pictures of you smiling
It makes me hate the person who never let you know.
You been gone a while
But when you left you took my smile
It all because of the past me.
All the time I had with you
I always wish that you knew
But the persone that I used to be
Made me miss out on a chance with you.
You sit their happy
And I am glad for you
But I sit here hating the girl that I once was.
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