I fucked up...
I lost the best thing in my life because of pride..
Because I knew not of sharing.
Cause I couldn't get over myself and 'my' space to be open to love.
Now I see u with her n it kills me.
All because I fucked up.
Maybe this is what they mean about wanting something I can't have.
It's like trying to gasp for air and not remembering how to breathe.
I tried to fight this feeling, and for the longest time I felt like a failure
For I failed you and myself.
For once in my life I feel like I am sure of one thing
Yet you were sure from the beginning and I laughed at you.
Now I see you happy with her.
It hurts that it is her but I made my bed right.
As late as it is,
The thing is you.
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