You broke it off with me you did
over text, your face you hid...

Looking through this broken mirror
i see i girl i thought i knew...

Sometimes i sit and wonder what love it meens to...
its not always happy times but sometimes misery...

You walked into the room and it all went bright
she wanted to hold you for sure that night...

I woke up this morning not expecting a lot
in fact i didn't expect anything but not to be...

I hate it when we argue
i feel like its my fault...

The colour pink is nice to see
i feel that its the one for me...

My tears i stream are all for you
the things together that we would do...

You sit across the room from me
i feel for you, i want you to see...

When i first met you i knew it would be
we would be together forever i see...

Sometimes i remember when we were together
everything was how it should be...

I sit and wonder why
for you my tears i cry...