One too many crafty liars and addicted you become, to the rush and its anguish to find the one! To manipulate a manipulator listen with care, to his parting pretext, the rehearsed text! With exotic flowers in his hands, he declares: “I don’t want to hurt you darling, but I must cut and run. Don’t condemn me just yet, and don’t you please jump the gun! You would have been bored with me; you need much more than the sun. And when we shared a family dream, you chose a cat over a son! Our home we had, as we played, together we built it on a clear day, remember, it was on the sand! But still my love, you have won, you know you never intended to stay! Just, be positive babe, we had lots of fun, stare at the stars; forget the mud. Only in stars hearts don’t change, magnetic you were, but not the one! Our moments in our memories will remain, and the best love stories never last! Spring is precious because it’s just a season, and we were once, and once, you were my reason. I was there to awaken your heart, and that honey is no treason!”
Did I push him to the goodbye? He made me believe! Is that how much I love my freedom? Or simply he wanted to leave! Am I just comforting my soul, for knowing my destiny is so lonesome! I shall mourn losing the magic in my random streets. As when he held his hand in mine, I felt that I held the world. Oh, my pain, rise above my shielded sheets! As in the game of love I’d rather lose, to evade succumbing to its hell! My beaten heart became just news, but in one blessed morning I’ll heal well. Farewell my heart, farewell my handsome!
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