My world was black and gray
you left me with a broken heart
and tears falling down my face
we talked
we laughed
and even though it took you 3 long months to say sorry, you said it
i didn't care;
school started
drama rised
we stopped talking
i found someone new
and no more tears fell down my face
its what i wanted right?
but for some reason i got jealous
i kept telling myself to keep going
don't give up on him; like i gave up on you
but, something was holding me back
was it that you could make me laugh so hard my side hurt?
or that we had so many inside jokes?
or was it that one little question
is this what i wanted?
i kept telling myself
nothing is holding me back
its just my imagination
and then i realized something was holding me back...
it wasn't just my imagination
i couldn't tell anyone
so i tell you guys in the words of a poem
i fell so hard last time
i don't wanna fall that hard again
cause I'm afraid you wont catch me...
