You took some part of me with you.
She took some other.
He
remembers me in pictures I clicked with him
and she thinks of me when she sees
someone talking in French.
They think about me and think I am the one who
screwed up;
and the little girl there, she tells her mom that I shout too much
in class.
The boy with curly hair once thanked me for understanding it all,
and
that beautiful friend from my school believed
I couldn't understand at all.
I couldn't understand at all.
I
stay in the memory of the girl who calls me her best friend.
I stay in the
memory of the one
who tries to erase my memories with each passing day.
who tries to erase my memories with each passing day.
I know
I am there in your head, when you walk in rain.
I know you think of me when you
talk of pain.
I may be in your life, a thought in vain
I may be in your life, a thought in vain
At a distant place, a pizza slice brings my memories,
when their
happens a talk over a cup of coffee,
sometimes cheerfully, some other times forcefully
sometimes cheerfully, some other times forcefully
you think of me.
good one!... finally some activity here :)
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