I write, and it's not about you

I write, and it's not about you,
Days have rolled by, but years only a few,
From everything, i am now the girl you once knew,
The paradise of love,we then drew,
to the talks that the wind blew

I write , and it's not about you,
For now, i am only the girl you once knew,
With the lightning that guides my way,
I walk, yet i have nothing to say,
What if i had asked you to stay?
Would it be the same December and may?

I write, and it's not about you,
Breaking the bond so strong, i had walked away,
You want me back now, i have nothing to say,
From everything, i have become a puppet to play,
I'm only the girl you once knew, that's okay,
I now write on how not to write about you, in dismay

I write, and it's not about you,
The rust of nail, is now washed with the rain,
From insane, i shall become sane,
I'll never walk that path again,
It will merge with the highway to pain,
I now write on not writing about you again.