One ended things through flowers and sweets,

the other would leave and hit the streets.

This one however just keeps fucking talking and makes me even madder. -_-;;

It's funny how one ex makes me sad because I think of things that could have been

and how one makes me happy because I think of things that have happened.

Today I heard you name and went insane

I remember the good ole days where I'd walk in quietly

while you were sleeping.

I'd lie down next to you

and slowly inch over

praying, hoping

just for you to touch me.

I turned away on my side

and moved millimeters at a time towards you.

I remember the good ole days

where all it took

was a lift of my shirt

and your hand on my skin.

I was all yours.