I have tried many times
to tell myself little lies
how you want me out of your life
and I should just forget you.
But something brings me back
in front of your lying eyes
I want to be here for you
when you need it the most.
I want to feel the pain you hide
deep within,
So you feel strong for everyone else.
I'd love to sit and listen
to the playing of your guitar,
and the sad words exiting your mouth.
Just hearing your voice,
puts a smile on my face.
Although my smiles may seem real
the pain you caused me before,
injured my already tattered soul
but I just can't forget you.
Your a drug to me
and I'm already addicted.
It's funny how you may notice this,
so you think I'm obsessed
The only obsession I have
is seeing you happy,
and forgetting about me.
