It's becoming more evident
Much more obvious to me
I thought much more of you than you ever thought of me
Was this my biggest mistake
Letting myself think you cared
Was I just your marionette
With heartstrings open and bared
With me left here still thinking what was false, what was trueS
o puzzling and so complex
I'm left to await another clue
On my heartstings you played
Each left with a loving memory
Yet I still have those questions
Do you ever think about me
I'm wondering why all the intrigue
Now why all of this mystery
Why am I left here hanging
Your the one that holds the key
Monday, June 1, 2009
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