Thoughts on the past

by Cups of tea   Feb 28, 2014


Plans do change,
People get strange.

You think you know,
That is before they just go.

Leave me in another country,
Then you tell me you love me.

Have you not heard?
Actions speak louder than words.

I don't hate but can't respect,
You promised my mum, it would be kept.

Now it is over,
Now I see,
You will be lonely,
And I will be free.

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