My name was never "Hey there"
But that's what he called me
All he ever called me...and I would
Smile and walk on past him daintily
Like such a lady and when he was gone
I would roll my eyes and sigh
Such a front, such a lie, lost it all
Losing the little left on my nothingness
Until all that is left is his name
In my notebook...one of these days
Our names will sound right together...
One of these days... |
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