People think i write about you,
wishing it would change,
Some type of inspiration they call it,
Me its just a waste,
you cant get to know someone when inlove with another,
you cant toy with emotions,
yeah i cared bout you,
wanted things to work,
but they didnt,
you couldnt let that happen,
you just wanted someone there,
someone to say they care,
they want to be with you,
yet something you dont get,
she doesnt want,
she cares but not that way,
so why keep fighting a loosing battle,
things will never go back to the way they were,
no matter how many stars are in the sky,
you had it,
lost it,
the end,
yet loving her is blinding you,
letting the ones that want you slip through the cracks,
how is that living,
how is that taking a risk,
how is loving her going to fix,
it isnt living,
sure as hell isnt taking a risk,
and nothing you say will be fixed,
So go on loving her,
day in and day out,
but just remember this,
you let someone who would be with u go cause its her you miss.
