Treasure Island

Savannah Allison

(August 21 1990)

Even Though You've Moved On


I pretended the feelings didnt happen,
until you said will you,
but they've been there for a while now,
but the bad part is is i'll never get to say I Do,

I acted like i was suprised,
when i found myself in love with you,
but the moment i saw the love in your eyes,
I knew my unloving days were through,

im sorry for taking so long,
im sorry that it couldnt last,
im sorry that if i ever treated you bad,
i guess what we had is in the past,

but just so you know,
you still have my love,
on my list of people,
compared to everyone your above,

Kiss my lips,
so I can feel,
If your love,
was really real,

Hold my hand,
so i can see,
that your love,
was all for me.

Submitted: Saturday, January 27, 2007
Edited: Wednesday, January 05, 2011

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