I was flattered to hear All the sweet things you spoke about me If you had so many sweet things to say Why did you leave? Apparently, you could see no saddness in my eyes I feel punished now As if I am supposed to wait for you Wait for you to realize or walk away Or something that I just can't see I lie on my bed alone Watching the smoke from my incense lift up And inhale deeply wondering where you went...Birth sign: Libra
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