If I got a coin for every time I’ve loved, yet lost again
Would I be rich beyond my dreams?
If I got a coin for every time I’ve not thought of you
Would I be in poverty beyond my imagination?
These things collide
Turning my life into a prison
I’ve loved you,yet hated you
These coins keep appering and dissolving
Leaving me with a half-empty jar
I want to leave these coins
To leave the memories of which I lost you
To forget these coins forever
That cannot happen unless I get one more coin
Showing your forgivness
If I got a coin for every time you’ve forgiven me
would it still be there?