I'm sorry, but.... then again I'm really not. I gave you everything and didn't get anything in return.
I faked so much, a smile, a laugh, maybe even a tear.
I thought my happiness would last forever, but i finally figured out that "forever" is so overrated.
I cried for months over you, now they've finally stopped, the pain has escaped and I'm ready to move on....
maybe not...
My thoughts keep running back to you, I delve in the smallest things...
The dimples etched in your cheeks, the way you flip your hair, even the way you smell.
Even though we were never together, I find myself falling apart.
And again the tears, undetected rushing out....
But I've got to let this go, to find someone, I say that constantly. But everyday i struggle with myself even more.
I want my thinking to stop, I want you out of my head.
But then again, if i lose you, i may lose myself...
And i can't lose another part.
This puzzle is crumbling.
