Its time to move on,
Its time to let you go,
Remember what we had is Gone,
And ıt was along time ago.
Though I will cry,
Shrug My Shoulders and Sigh,
I will always remember us,
And Our Stong Luss.
You called them “Dead Memories”
And I'm just your best bud.
That hurts so bad,
Like througing everything we had in the mud,
I kissed you,
You kissed me,
We were like glue,
No problems that we could see.
We were inseparable,
Or so it seemed
Everything turn afull,
Like a bad bad dream.
One day ı will move on,
Forget all about us,
Take all those memories and through them on the lawn.
Though ı might get jelouse.
She doesn’t know how lucky she ıs to have you.
You’re my dream guy,
If only you knew.
But forever will i lie.
I know you don’t feel the same,
And you regret everything we did,
You went and came,
Just like a little kid.
A douchebag, a player,
Bad kisser, horrible sayer.
This is what i’ve called you before,
Sometimes it seem like a chore.
Im tired of trying,
Its killing me ınside,
I just end up crying
I wish i would of died.
Instead of loosing you..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem