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I don't know who you were when you left me,

but says my mind your skills are quite hefty,

for leaving this poor guy, say "take it slow",

then push it faster, just to let it all go,

will never understand why we both stay so sad,

i just can't hide it, so keep acting glad,

i'll take all we had and call it a fling,

which means in 4 months i won't be able to recall a thing,

but your smile, your recital, your body, your lips,

your car, your hair, your touch, your kiss,

never repeat this, which is why i write,

no other way of ejecting how i feel ever feels right,

at least with this way one future happy night,

i can look back and read sad lines til my sight

gives me headaches, and remember all i can,

about the woman who made me a man.