You told me to let go.
You told me to move on
and build another stories
with anyone else.
You told me that I have so much to give.
You told me that you’re lucky
because you had a chance
to be loved by me.
You told me that I deserve
You told me that I’m too precious
and somehow you’re just not good for me.
At that time I lost my words and
my heart was breaking into pieces.
I knew I should let you go.
I knew I should move on.
But how can I move on
when I am still in love with you?