“But now I’ll go sit on the floor
Wearing your clothes
All that I know is
I don’t know how to be something you missed
Never thought we’d have a last kiss
Never imagined we’d end like this
Your name, forever the name on my lips”
While I miss the times we spent together, I want the guy back who you used to be. Not the guy who only cares about “if he is going to be in the right mood to drink” or “that my opinion is inferior to his,” but the guy who treated me like a princess as I made sure he was prince charming. I miss the guy who I actually saw a future with. The guy who held my hand while he drove and made silly snap chats with me. The guy who was open about his feelings and trusted me with his darkest secrets.
“So I’ll watch your life in pictures like I used to watch you sleep
And I feel you forget me like I used to feel you breathe
And I’ll keep up with our old friends just to ask them how you are
Hope it’s nice where you are”
It looks like you are having fun in your pictures that you post. The sad thing is I still really care for you. You seem to act like you have your life together so much, and I hate to break it to you, but you don’t. I get it. We are young. You are just living your life. Trust me, believe it or not, I am, too. But, you have chose to roam down a path that I never wanted to go down. So, I chose to stroll away from the guy who took over the guy I once called my man.
