Things You Write When You Cared Too Much

Ask me if I miss you,
But I'll probably lie.
I'm all drama but it won't be your problem.
I've accepted your distance,
And I've created my own.
But distance helps nothing if I still care.
Acting does anything but mend this resentment.
How am I supposed to let you know what you're doing to me
When I don't want you to know you have that power over me?
Let alone have that power in the first place.
Talking things out comes natural to me,
And this situation is so unnatural.
I know what you did to push me away,
But what did I do for you to not wanna stay?
Why are you such a guy?
Number 3, Number 1, Number 6, I was still only a number.
And if I didn't already feel little enough,
You not caring about me has me feeling almost invisible.
There's so many things I want to tell you,
But its everything you just cannot know.
You once told us it was inevitable, one of our feelings will get hurt.
I just didn't expect you to salt the wound.
So celebrate, you're right. You're always right.
You won.

Conserved

I hear about what girls are willing to do these days,
how fast they're willing,
what they so easily choose to give up,
and who they are giving things up to.
I honestly don't know how they could.
I don't know if that makes me a prude,
or if that makes me old fashioned.
I just can't bring myself to do half the things any other girl would.
It's probably one of the topics that I'll always put much thought forth into figuring out.

Maybe he was right, girls do come a dime a dozen.

Time Moves On With or Without You

What's the point of expectations,
In this life that is so unpredictable?
I find myself sitting on my brother's bed,
On a saturday evening in silence.
Just thinking...
With college coming up and so many more expenses,
its a wonder as to how people have done this before me,
and how people right now are handling this better than I am.
I plan to do better for myself, there's always room for improvement.
I sit here, not sad, pretty content with life.
But everything is happening too fast,
and its just not never been in my interest to rush through it all.
We're all going to go our seperate ways,
and I'm never good at letting go.