Miranda Bradley

Thought He Was Romeo

We talk everyday, and each and every night.
We talk about the future, and our new life.
We tell eachother stories, that make no since at all.
Because we tell eachother everything, big or small.

We thought that it was true, what we thought.
We thought we was ment to be, I guess it shows were not.
Because everyday, we grow bored.
And I never know what to say, Except my hearts still torn.

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