Seeing you for the first time,
At the cafe at 9, pink T- shirt and Tattooed shoulder asking me was i fine . ?
Talking with you made me cheer up says it all through my tear duct ....that I'll never love you anymore.
Choosing you was a miserable act like, smashing my face on that red door.
Believe me I have had enough carrying your thoughts all above... now it matters nothing just like wasting water from a tap.
Believe me I had enough, now, thinking of you makes me laugh, You were a passing Cloud too.