I still smile at the sound of your voice Wondering if the breakup was really by choice Wondering if I gave Us enough of a chance Or was I just another silly victim of circumstance I have a growing case of " If I can't have you " Not wanting anyone else to know you the way I do Not wanting anyone else to read you like I do Because no one else seems to get me besides you I thought that maybe in time you would hate me Seemed like everyday there was another reason to debate with me Selfishly I thought only of me Because you were fundamentally stronger than me I mean we argued about what to watch on t.v. And I couldn't handle the fact That maybe just maybe I wasn't all that And a bag of a chips You brought me down to reality Showed me how the world could be You opened my eyes and now I see clearly That you were the best thing that happened to me And I being the Christy that I always am I fucked it up But I am glad that we met Glad that we had the chance To exchange I love you's Because its true that I do And I still smile at the mention of your name Hoping someday...that you may do the same
February 27, 2008
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