Although, I can't really let you go, when I've already lost you.
When I looked into your eyes Sunday, those were not the eyes of the boy I fell in love with the night of our first kiss. Nor the eyes that night you professed your love in front of the entire church by asking my father to allow me to date you. You have truly changed. Not the change I wish to have made in this almost 3 years, but a change for the worse.
You are now one of 'them'.
The fake.
The liars.
The corrupt.
The idiots.
The asshole.
The childish.
The tramp.
The bitch.
The slut.
The whore.
This is hard because I love you, more than ever and always have. But I refuse to fall down this ditch. I refuse to take part in it. I refuse to take you out of the hole you crawled into.
You won't be the first I've lost to 'them', just another on the list.
The last was a long friendship, now you.
So now I leave you with this:
I never want to see you unhappy
I thought you'd want the same for me
Goodbye, my almost lover
Goodbye, my hopeless dream
I'm trying not to think about you
Can't you just let me be?
So long, my luckless romance
My back is turned on you
I should've known you'd bring me heartache
Almost lovers always do..♪ ♫
I thought you'd want the same for me
Goodbye, my almost lover
Goodbye, my hopeless dream
I'm trying not to think about you
Can't you just let me be?
So long, my luckless romance
My back is turned on you
I should've known you'd bring me heartache
Almost lovers always do..♪ ♫
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