After everything you've put me through,
I'm still slightly in love with you.
Keep pushing me away,
Making me learn, the hard way.
Grab her, pull her in, stare at her with that foolish grin.
Tell her the jokes you used to tell me.
I can't help but think, "do you ever miss me, too?"
Now, I'm gonna look away, pretend I'm okay.
I'll move on for a day, but I'll hear something that reminds me of you, and the same old day once again.
Maybe being apart is what we're meant to be,
Maybe we're not meant to be together,
Maybe this is me leaving you, and your memories behind.
