It’s me again…
I know I keep on walking out the door.
Returning when I’ve gotten over everything you’ve done to hurt me.
Yeah, I know I hurt you too
but it was only because my heart couldn’t take being broken in two
so I did everything in my power to hurt you too.
I’m not sure what happened to us,
our love used to be so genuine and true.
Now, I think I’m trying to do whatever I can to keep a small hold on you. Sending a good morning text here and there
finding little ways to let you know I’m still here to stay.
I’m starting to think I have a hold on you too.
Look at you, reminiscing on all the things we used to do
hitting the blunt, watching sports highlights, putting on a movie or two.
I guess it’s safe to say I miss you too.
Matter of fact, I think I’m still in love with you.
Or it could just be that I’m craving you.
Addicted to the hours we would spend talking
which lead to the greatest love ever made.
But you’re in love with somebody else…
In the back of my mind, I hope she doesn’t love you as much as I do.