i sit and bathe in memories,
of who we used to be.
our love and happiness,
you were the one for me.
you are confused,
unsure of what to do.
who you love, what you want,
is this even still true?
i am also confused,
of who i want to be.
what i like, who i am.
i wish i could just be me.
i have noticed you have changed,
but then again, so have i.
and in your arms i think and fear,
that our love has gone dry.
you've said before, "people change."
its the thought i fear the most,
and in this little guessing game,
i seem to be the host.
we've gone through so much,
even through breakups too.
but the thing i fear most often,
again is losing you.
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