Seven Years

Almost fall summer has gone
Dedicated, yet still alone
We were seven years ago
I should be over you, so...
Why do you still cross my mind?
Everyday, at some point in time
I still can listen to a sad love song
I cry knowing things went wrong
The hardest part about our memories
Is thinking you left because of me
Also like how you never said goodbye
You left me for her, and that is what it is I have tried
To understand the past seven years of my life