I see you’ve fell out of it
Out of me
I disappoint everyone i meet
Ache and pain
To you i’m obsolete
Now that you can run your own show
Let me know
You’ll cut me off like the burden that i am
I used to want your affections
But now they’ve lost their appeal
This time round i wont need time to heal
Ive understood youve fell out of it
Out of me
I traveled ten hours to see u
How needy and stupid of me
Hopelessly Wrapped around your finger
Under your control
You can’t even pretend you like me
Tonight We’re back to square one
I thought it hurt when we didnt talk before you sent me heavy words
Now i know that Worse than that
is seeing you lose interest, and realize i’m a needy little girl
Realizing i’m a curse a dead weight
I know you’re lost, just as much as me
And i know your in limbo between what you want and what you’re supposed to be
I know im hard to manage but ill make myself small
Hopefully one day we can care for one another or even be friends at all.
We will never be an item
But i’ll still care and cradle you when you need it
I’ll meet your family they’ll love me
They always do
But we will always be friends who love
Friends who feel and are there for one another
We will never be an item, i can feel it
This trip has opened my eyes
I thought id be sadder or a bit bitter about it all
But i’m actually relieved to know our feelings aren’t as heavy as i thought
I’m not weighed down anymore
No more jealousy or forced conversations
We will talk when we talk and it’ll be fine
You’ll send me your love and ill send you mine
The only thing i dread is the day you meet someone new, because despite it all
We’re friends who love, not friends nor lovers
A balancing act that if i fall from i won’t recover
Im glad our lives crossed paths and i think about you often
I hope i have made a mark on you as you have on me
We are friends who love and that is how it will always be.
You don’t talk to me as much and it saddens me even more than before i knew you liked me back. I get the feeling you think that now that you have me you don’t have to put in anymore effort. In the first week you set the bar too high and i told you that. You said too much too soon.
You make promises that you want to talk to me but you still haven’t followed through. I try to pretend i don’t mind… But i do mind, i really do.
