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I'm going to remember us. As we were not as we are. Bottle up those feelings, pictures, and smiles...pack them away for another day. I don't want to forget who we were together, what we had; but, I do however, want to forget how you walked away when things got rocky, and how you made me feel. I believed your lies and talks of forever. I believed your eyes when they stared into mine. I believed in you; even as you said goodbye.

The Dance

Looking back on the memory of
The dance we shared 'neath the stars above
For a moment all the world was right
How could I have known that you'd ever say goodbye

And now I'm glad I didn't know
The way it all would end, the way it all would go
Our lives are better left to chance
I could have missed the pain
But I'd have had to miss the dance

Holding you, I held everything
For a moment wasn't I a king
But if I'd only known how the king would fall
Hey who's to say? you know I might have changed it all

And now I'm glad I didn't know
The way it all would end the way it all would go
Our lives are better left to chance
I could have missed the pain
But I'd have had to miss the dance

Yes my life, it's better left to chance
I could have missed the pain
But I'd have had to miss the dance
I remember that day, like it was yesterday. I remember helping break your bed down so you could pack it in the U-haul. I remember making sure you had all the cords for your computer and sitting in your room as you packed your clothes. I remember walking down the drive way with you, tears filling my eyes. I remember turning and looking at you to say goodbye and you looked me in the eye and said you would be back, not to worry....because you were not like the rest.
"And if I'd a known that dance was going to be our last dance; I'd a asked that band to play on and on on and on." Had I known that would be our last moment as bestfriends, our last moment as having a future, my last moment to be in your arms......I would have begged God to stop time and let me live within that moment. But I never knew you would never return. Like a fool, I believed you would be different, would be back. Like a gullable child I believed you when you said you would never hurt me. Now look, I am the one hurt and you are having the time of your life: without me.
I hate it. I hate the alcohol. I hate the town you call home. I hate you for making me go through this after I told you how hurt, scared, and upset it made me.
Why couldn't you have just kept your word, or kept your mouth shut. You won't even say you miss me anymore. Because whether I want to admit it or not...you don't care about me. I'm just someone you used to make life exciting for a while until you could move on and find someone better, prettier, with less baggage.
Like the rest, I was just not good enough to make you stay.
"And she wonders if her love is strong enough to make him stay. She's answered by the taillights shining through the window pane..."

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