My Girl... I Still Love Her
There is this feeling that sits in my chest It pangs whenever she talks about a guy Heartache? jealous? envy? I wish I knew how to put it in words But she makes everything so much better But so much worse She makes everything feel so light But my heart aches whenever she's not here I fear that after I leave the room she sighs relieved I fear that she groans whenever I text her I fear that she gets sick of me after I leave But whenever I am with her She seems to sigh finally relieved She seems to smile and giggle at our texts She says she could never get sick of me I want her to be happy truly I really do But seeing that smile she used to give me Hurts to remember how we used to be She used to be my girl My girl my girl my girl my girl We'd love under the sun We'd love under the moon We'd love under the clouds We'd love under the stars Till it stopped She didn't want to hurt me But by doing that she destroyed me Ripped my being to shreds She was my girl My girl my girl my girl... And I was hers My girl my girl I wish she wanted to be my girl again My girl
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