person when i dated him. i was a different girl. i had different values, different beliefs, and different codes of conducts. sometimes i regret that i changed, but at the same time, i would never want to take back the experiences and memories i had in my senior year of high school.
i often look back and i wonder where did it change? when did i realize that it was not meant to be, that we were not right, that i have to let it go? because i was so sure then, i was so clear on the fact that i wanted to be single.
but now i wake up in the morning with the cold ache of a broken heart and a burning throat that misses the way i used to whisper your name.
but now i wake up in the morning and don’t feel the same way without you lying next to me, your body sprawled with my body contouring to yours.
that was the way we were, you and me boy. you lead, i follow.
now i lead, you follow.
leave me alone, don’t bother me, don’t contact me
can’t you see its hard enough to get over you without having to deal with you?
i was a different person back then. i am a different person now.
