began as a timepass, but in love i fell
from the summers time, as if in a spell
paraded my new lover in the streets of FB
dint know if she was a treasure or debris
along came another girl, both rich & ripe
forgot my love, thinking of the lovely pinstripe
didnt even say a proper goodbye to my dear EX
into too many things as if caught in a vortex
two months gone, saw her today with somebody else
pangs of jealousy, started to race my pulse
in a desperate attempt to win her back
writing an apology note, am i on track?
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