Don't Ever Tell Me
Don’t ever tell me
That you never felt this way.
This love is a gift
For your freedom and relief.
Don’t ever tell me
That you never thought about me.
Trying to hurt me and get me disappointed
I know everything’s contrived & make believe.
Don’t ever tell me
That you’re gotten over me,
You still remember small things
Still showing concern about me.
Why do we bow to this pretentious world?
What good does it do?
What pleasure does it give?
But just to prolong the agony
Of not being with you….
Just be honest with ourselves,
Don’t ever tell me that you couldn’t!
~~~~~phoenix still yearns 11/05/07
That you never felt this way.
This love is a gift
For your freedom and relief.
Don’t ever tell me
That you never thought about me.
Trying to hurt me and get me disappointed
I know everything’s contrived & make believe.
Don’t ever tell me
That you’re gotten over me,
You still remember small things
Still showing concern about me.
Why do we bow to this pretentious world?
What good does it do?
What pleasure does it give?
But just to prolong the agony
Of not being with you….
Just be honest with ourselves,
Don’t ever tell me that you couldn’t!
~~~~~phoenix still yearns 11/05/07
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