You were like a book for my brain. I was reading you, injoying you, flipping your sheets, smelling your perfect sense.
I wanted to taste, but books can’t be eaten. I would do the impossible for you, but you didn’t allow me.
Now, you want that back. You want to read me, you want to smell me, you want to flip my sheets, you want to taste me, but…
Even though you com back, you won’t be the same, you’ve changed so much.
You owned my heart, bring it back.
You owned my soul, bring it back.
Now, I’m leaving. You’re leaving. I ask you to leave, because I do not want to be with someone like you.
Leave Me, I Loved You.