i want to be like your last girl
she’s the sun in your cold world and
i am just a dying flower
i don’t hold the summer in my eyes
she’s so cool
and the boys all drool
when she leaves with you
last night in my drunken state of misery,
i realized don’t want to change history.
and the reason that i can’t let go of the past,
is not because of old love but of my forecast,
i have a track record of getting wrecked,
mostly due to my self hate and disrespect.
this time you’re different and so i’m scared,
that the feelings i have will not be shared,
so i put myself into the past and in him not you,
cause that pain and those feelings aren’t new.
and though they hurt, i know i can handle it.
what if this time i don’t come back from it.
I heard something the other day that I had never really thought about before. Someone mentioned to me that whenever you catch yourself missing someone who left your life, you should remind yourself that them not being part of your present is a consistent choice they make every day. They wake up and decide to maintain the silence. They’re indifferent as to whether the space between you gets larger. And that in itself is pretty powerful closure.
i don’t know who needs to hear this but you don’t like him as much as you think you do & he doesn’t like you like you want him to
