Yeah I have to admit, that I’m wounded. But so what? I’ve been wounded a zillion times, heal anyway with a few scars here and there. I’m gonna heal it now, put a pretty little plaster and walk away. Like I have done it so often, so often that baby it no longer hurts.
Because we play hide and seek, we play games. I know, you have her, you don’t need me. But at the same time, I don’t need you; you think you’re the only one? I played it well too. But love isn’t a game. Look at us.
We can hug like it’s just a hug, kiss like it’s just a kiss. You act like you can leave like those memories like they weren’t even worth the keep. So imma act like I don’t give a shit.
They say time change, people change, feelings fade, and life goes on. I will burn, bury, tear, drown everything we had ever held on. Never did I think that everything that we have been craving for turn out to be something that wasn’t even worth fighting for.
I’m done. I give up. I don’t want to pretend no more. That’s it, so what? I’ve lost a friend before. Gonna say it like it is. No more wondering what if, that ain’t they way you ought to live, cause I don’t want you to love me, if you don’t want to love me.
It's funny how forever is over.
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