SORROW - by Cynthia Louise Green

SORROW  by Cynthia Louise Green The things that we have said and done. The arguments we have lost and won. Why do we argue the way that we do? Makes me feel sad and even feel blue. Why should I care about the way I feel? We're just playin'... or was that for real? So, please, tell me if you know of this. 'Cause you are the one I truly miss! But if you don't feel this was just a game, Then I'm the one left to feel the shame. So, please, let's make up and give a little kiss, 'Cause I don't wanna go on feeling like this.