Over Him

by Confused Chick   Sep 21, 2005


She hung up the phone,
And set on her bed,
This must be what its like to be alone,
She thought and remembered what he had said.
49 long days ago it all ended,
Ever since then her life has been so bended,
Usually by now she would be over it.
But everything reminds her of that shit.
Everything he put her through
Now haunted her outta the blue
How in the world could she still love him
Maybe she shoulda listened to them
Her friends,all by now,have even told her.
Is she'd listened nothing would be a blur.
She thought he was true,
But he wasn't,so now what would she do?
Her mind is so tired of thinking about him
Why is everyone else so dim?
She held the picture of him and her
Her vision became blurred
The hot tears fell down her face,
Nothing would ever be the same for her in this place
Everywhere she went he was all she could remember
His feelings for her surly now would differ.
She would always love him
The lights went dim
She glanced over at her desk and saw a letter
Maybe this would make it all better
It was a note from him
He really went out on a limb
He killed his self
All because he thought she was over him.

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