Some relationships are never meant to be forgotten.

Promise

You promised the sky
Why should I believe you
You said I could fly
But nothing seems true

Hope is gone
Trust is lost
Faith has died
You win, I lose

It seems like a game
I thought I knew the rules
Things started to change
Was it I, or was it you

Hope is gone
Trust is lost
Faith has died
You win, I lose

Nothing ever means the way it seems to be
Nothing ever works out the way it should be
No one ever raised me up, threw me down
The way you did, Did to me

Hope is gone
Trust is lost
Faith has died
You win, I lose

--Excerpt from instantoats.blogspot.com--

Reading this poem reminded me of my past relationship with her. How could I not forget...she taught me how to love unconditionally. A simple girl, with a heart of gold. I am very sorry for the pain that I have caused you.

In 2 days time, it will be your birthday. I hope you will enjoy the dance number that I had choreographed for you, and like the simple gift that I had prepared.

Happy Birthday.