Your gone again
and I'm waiting
because some part of me
won't let you go
and still hopes
that when you come back
you'll run into my open arms
I know that your with her
and that's OK
i can see
when i look in your eyes
that part of you still cares
it may not be big
but its there
and though i hate crying
especially over you
I'll keep my heart open
and ready to be broken
because some small part of me
loves you more than my pride
