SMH...
Smh
Texting me that you miss me
When you gave me away
Hoping I'm lonely enough to come your way
But I am way over being insane
You can't love me and invite me to pain
I may not have someone
I can call my own
But rather than be with you
I'd rather be alone
You are not the first
To try and return
After hurting the Queen
You had warning
You didn't learn.
Now my love is free
For another to earn
Guess you gotta be Usher
And let it burn.
by Nadira Norjahan
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