novel

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Mhm mhm yeah

This is a story about how we ended (so upsetting)

We didn’t die with poison, knives, guns, or even a kiss

No, our love ended with a final goodbye

Mm mhm mm mm mm mm mm

Flipping the pages trying to write a new story

But don’t you know you can’t rewrite your own ending

Can’t change history, it’s in the past

My oh my how the seasons have gone fast

Our novel has ended, it reminds of the rainy days

We would spend watching movies, reading books

You teaching me how to cook, mhm mhm mhm

Caking my face with the flour we used to make tasty kakes

Someone should get a new author cause our novel wasn’t meant to end

Now all I do is sit in bed and cry wishing our novel wasn’t dead

Looking at the stars remember how we first met? You hit me with your car

Now as I walk along trudging our memories behind, all I can see is you and I

Looking in the mirror at the girl I used to be

But she’s no one, nothing without ‘we’

Time to grab a pen and paper and write a new story

Glancing at the window where we used to play bingo

Your hands wrapped around my waist, kissing my face

Took me back to your place where we watched Netflix

And chilled but that’s all done our mood is killed

Can’t rewrite the past or change history

But I’d do it if it kept you with me

Our novel has ended, it reminds of the rainy days

We would spend watching movies, reading books

You teaching me how to cook, mhm mhm mhm

Caking my face with the flour we used to make tasty kakes

Someone should get a new author cause our novel wasn’t meant to end

Now all I do is sit in bed and cry wishing our novel wasn’t dead

I was Wendy you were my Peter Pan holding my hand like a kid

Running away from our fears, rolling around in flowers holding you so near

I was Snow White, you were my Prince all it took was a kiss

Like I’m Mary Poppins, and you’re Bert never caused me any hurt

Take my journal to the beach where we never missed a beat

Kissing you deeply into the sand, no one could ever take my man

Motorcycle rides into the Wild West, never made me feel depressed

Remember the Holiday Inn, when you finally let me touch your skin?

Or when I met your parents? How they were so loving and caring

But that chapter is over, find another heart to hover upon

Messages are done mhm mhm what fun

Our novel has ended, it reminds of the rainy days

We would spend watching movies, reading books

You teaching me how to cook, mhm mhm mhm

Caking my face with the flour we used to make tasty kakes

Someone should get a new author cause our novel wasn’t meant to end

Now all I do is sit in bed and cry wishing our novel wasn’t dead

A beautiful love song that could do us no wrong

A girl like me and a boy like you thought it couldn’t be finished

But now that it is, what’s left of mine and what’s left of his

Is something much bigger than this

Our novel has a new beginning

See you think it’s done, but no, a new love has begun

One where we remain friends till the very end

And that I’m ok with cause I k