He used to be Mine

As I cross the streets one day,
A couple caught my eye
Holding hands and sickly sweet,
Even wearing coule shirts

He’s carrying her bag and smiling
While she talks about her day
Then he bent down and kiss her
And I felt tears falling from my eyes…

Coz…

He used to be mind
Used to think he’s the one
I haven’t love anyone since
He used to be mine

unfinished song…

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