Mixed Messages You say you still love me That you miss the way we used to be That everyday you spend ages thinking of me That you wish my smile you could once again see. But you don't realise you left it too late That the most you will ever be is just a mate That yes I'll meet you for a brew but it certainly isn't a date That we separated and what has followed is just classed as fate. You say you realise you treated me bad That you left me broken and sad That you understand why I was so upset and mad But your only line of defence is that it was a phase just stupid fad. You need to know there will always be a part of me that cares for you You taught me a lot of things this is true But there is no temptation of another chance for me and you Because I am happy, I've moved on and you should to. Sara Louise Dobson © 2016