New poem, owned by me, don’t rip it off, and… oh yeah, if you figure out how to stop missing someone, let me know.
I was told to keep my heart locked up.
You came and said to never shut up.
Don’t close yourself inside.
Always be who you are, never hide.
She said it’s okay if I felt it beat.
Didn’t matter if you were her sweet.
And I guess I thought it true.
Now, what a mess. If only I knew…
The price of loving you.
She was the price of loving you.
