I'm waiting, waiting for
everything to change,the day
when you don't matter to me anymore.
Loving someone that doesn`t love you is like reaching for a star you know you're never going to reach it but you just keep trying.
I promised myself that I was over you,
but when I look into those eyes,
I can't help but wish you were mine.
& I can't get him out of my head
he's ruining my life & hurting my
chance of ever living again. Theres
something about him that makes
him so terribly attractive yet I cant
put my finger on it. Just looking
at him puts me in awe. I guess
he'll always be my perfect flaw.
You can't just kiss me and expect it not to mean anything to me, you can't just walk away from me with no regrets or second thoughts,
you can't just treat me like I'm not even worthy of your smile
----yet you have, you did, you are.
Isn't it funny how you can think you're completely over someone but if you drive past his house, stumble upon a meaningful song you both shared, or even get a glance of him on the street....just in an instant, it can change all that. And you start to remember the pain. And that hollow space is feeling more and more like the Grand Canyon with every second that goes by. But you bury these feelings deep down, so deep that you're sure no one will be able to tell. To the outside world, you smile and act like nothing is wrong or will ever be. Everything's just perfect. For that split second that you've locked eyes, a tiny whisper, say 'make this last forever, only and just this moment forever and ever'. But after a second or so, you go along your own merry way, all the while home realizing how much you do miss him, how much you still love him...and it sticks with you for days, weeks, maybe months, until fate decides to hand you another one of those unexpected moments.
We talked a little today. We shared some civil, almost light or humorous words..and yet it didn't feel the way it used to. I didn't get the feeling that I used to. Nothing is the same anymore. The looks aren't the same, the bond is not the same..nothing is the same. I know we've fought to stay strong for awhile to..rather there was a knot in my stomach. You looked in my eyes as we sat across from each other and I held it as long as I could handle and this time, I was the first to look away but soemetimes I feel that being strong would mean letting go. So maybe one day, we won't pretend anymore. So maybe one day it will be okay again. That's all I want. I don't care what it takes, I want it to be okay again.
You suck the life out of me, why can't you just let me be?
I want you to just go away, somehow I wish you could pay..
Pay for what pain you've caused me, you just don't see.
Nights of crying, and inside I'm dying.
But you don't see, you don't care.
I figured that out when you were never there.
So what if I'm a bitch?
you're a whore.
and I'd rather be known
for what I do
than who I do.
It's amazing how whenever
I try to like another guy
you always seem to sneak
into my mind and whisper,
"Hey, remember me?"
