Eight Years
How can I move on?
When will I get over you?
Damn these feelings
I wonder if you always check my timeline when you're online
Or maybe you're just fond of "liking" everything you see on your news feed?
You're making me confused
Please stop
It's been eight years
I want to stop pining over you
Don't give me a false hope
You're making me crazy
You keep me awake at night
I hate you
But I like you more
I'm getting mad
I hate how I see you every day
In my dreams
On the street
Especially when I close my eyes
I never want to see you
Because every time our eyes meet
I melt
You give me shivers
In a bad way
In a good way
How many times have I let you go?
Don't go running into me
You are playing with my feelings
Does that make you happy?
Me, pining over you?
Not having any idea if you feel the same way?
Does it give you satisfaction?
If you like me, just say so
I'm tired of this game you're playing
I don't want to be a pawn anymore
I'd rather be rejected than played with
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