Lost It.

The night is over
we wind down to sleep.
You tell me you love me
that scared me.
I know I’m losing you
someone perfect.
I know I’m losing you
I’m not perfect.
But you were.
You’d sing me to sleep
Guitar in Hand
Write me a song
and learn it by nights end.
I’m Sorry,
I’m sorry it can’t be me.
I’m sorry,
that I hurt you,
that I made you bleed.

Lost It.

Amanda Whiting

Grand Rapids, United States

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