It burned, but it's not all bad.

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life

I burned my soup thinking about you

Wondering when you'll call knock on the door and come through

My emotions were up and down like a roller coaster

As you watched for your amusement

Remember when you first said I love you

I should have never got used to it

But my eyes lit up like downtown Manhattan

We use to laugh for hours and cry on each other shoulders

What happened?

My soup is ruined now

I have to throw away the pot too

Now I have nothing to eat

That's what I get for being a fool ,thinking about you

Once again risking it all

Forgetting why I walked away in the first place with a frown

Then catching myself quickly before I fall down

Now my soup may be in the trash

And my stomach may be in pain

But thank God I had that moment to reflect

So I can never be with a person like you again