You were better than them.
The reason my love was so strong.
But I never thought you would do me wrong.
You stole from me.
But I knew you were better than money.
Including me in your life and your fun, letting a bee collect from a flower for honey.
Our love was better than my last.
But it hurts in a bitter sweet way how it had to end so fast.















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