The Cinderella Contract

The Cinderella Contract
Love is not being with someone who has the right ''qualifications''. Love is being with someone who is imperfect but you love them anyway.

Monday, October 15, 2012

Memories of You

Simple memories of you
Still burned in my brain
Wondering why they're here
What is there left to gain

Another night alone
Wrapped in my tears
Memories bringing forth
All those long-forgotten fears

Of things I'd always known
Oh, of how you'd leave
Because I always knew
You never really loved me

But I'm not over it
You're still in my heart
Oh, even though
We couldnt be farther apart

Simple memories of you
Still burned in my brain
There's nothing here left now
But endless, suffering pain

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