Thursday, June 26, 1997

8. Untitled (GR)

I sit here in my room
Thinking of you
Something that is nothing new
It won't be the last day,
but definitely the last time I'll see you.
Throughout the year,
The things we shared meant so much to me
Living in my dreams of you and me,
I know I have to face reality (I now have to face reality).
The last time I saw you
You were hugging another girl
I knew it could never be me.
Why did I even waste my time?
Still I regret not saying good-bye,
never having the chance
Now I have to remember you through pictures
and my last sight of you.
I should be glad that I got to know you at all,
But for me that's not enough.
The sight and thought of you brought me joy
Now all I have are tears.
And all I feel is the emptiness of being
without you.
Now you've left and soon I will just
be another girl
But most of all because I know I could
never be your girl.