i use to think that we were meant to be
thoghts of you now are just a memory
i would remnisce just to see your face
but as time went it began to erase
i watched my eyes bundle with tears
missing you bad; wanting you near
i stare at the ceiling with your number on the wall
thinking about you ; should i make the call
i let it go and you said goodbye
hearing those words torn me inside
i thought it never come back but i guess its true
that feeling im starting miss was really you