Even Though I’m Over You
Why do you still haunt me?
Why does the memory of you...
still haunt me
Even though I’m over you
why do you...
still taunt me
Taunt me with your selfish ways
haunt me with your loveless gaze
want me in a helpless daze
no mercy in your heartless soul
why do you still seem to control
My pain
Why do you always seem to know
I care
Even when I say I don’t
I swear...
I don’t
Someday you won’t mean a thing
to me
Just like I don’t mean a thing
to you
It seems the ghost of you
will keep me company
and drive me to my knees
But someday you won’t mean a thing
....to me
About the Creator
Robin Edwards
Robin is a veteran, having proudly served in the United States Air Force. She worked as a speech therapist for several years before retiring. She enjoys writing, working on art, and margaritas!
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