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.
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