NOW

So now it’s over and I’ve trapped off at the club

and you’ve met someone else, we’ve both moved on

in our lives. I’ve cried my tears and remember

the memories. It was good to talk today—

no, I don’t miss you but I still do care.

You’re a nice person, a little immature.

I wish you the best in life, ill meet someone now

and be happy, I’ll get my girl in the end.

Shame it wasn’t you ****. We could be mates

but it’d stop us getting over me and you.