Losing You Was The Best Thing That’s Happened To Me
Isn’t it sad? Sad how good things never last.
Isn’t it sad? Sad how good things never last.
I’m not sure if I’m afraid of falling in love or being vulnerable. Or both.
She perhaps could have made you feel rejuvenated and healed of all the wounds left behind. She might be prettier than me. But you’ll never find another me. I love you.