Time Passed

February 9, 2009
By Anonymous

time has passed,
through the day. Now we always argue,
with nothing nice to say,
Im having mixed feelings,
dont know what to do,
when I am crying or laying next to you.
I thought I was the sun that brightens your day.
But now im the cloud that makes it cold and grey.
We have been through so much,
it hurts to think of the memories that make me cry.
Sometimes I think its a waste,
and want to know why.
Well here I am again lying in my bed woundering what to do,
I think this is the last cut,
my goodbye,
its all because of you.

The author's comments:
This story is some what true about my life. I really like this guy and i think he is leaving me. But the part that is not true is the cutting.

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