my mind takes me back to when we first met
the days we would talk for hours on end
me sneaking out to see you
the days you held me close
now you call me names and think I’m crazy
you tell me that you had another girl
your the reason for my tears
maybe this isn’t meant to be
maybe I don’t compare to this other girl
maybe just maybe I’m not good enough
-XOXO chana
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