Who was i to make you wait,
what we had must have been too
great.
who was i to blame you?
but who were you to do what you
still do?
who was i to separate,
who were you to call me names?
who was i to always try,
who were you to only cry?
who was i to turn away,
we've been gone just too long.
maybe this is our fate.
you told me just today,
what you really seem to think.
but yet i find myself still confused.
it's all up to you,
your decision is what we do.
but for now maybe ill take their
hands,
for sometime call them my men.
I'll look the other way,
maybe you'll come closer some
other day.
maybe this is my fault,
maybe we should continuously call it
quits.
you don't even care about that
book,
you probably didn't give it a second
look.
who was i to make you cry,
who were you to make me die?
