As I sit here on my bed
All I think about is you
I think about how you changed me
how I changed you
You made me a better person
I made you talk more
you made me smile
and I made you smile
until one day it was all forgotten
When you left I didn't smile
when you left I changed
the only thing that didn't change
was the memory of you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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