And it all feels so different now that you're gone.
It's like I've numbed myself to the pain, because I conditioned myself not to expect anything more than disappointment from you. But in those few short hours, all the worry melted away, because it felt like a new beginning. And it never mattered that we didn't get it right before, because everything was perfect. Everyone knows I don't believe in perfection, but baby, I swear that came so close. I'm letting go of the hope, but holding onto the pain; pain is all I have left of you. No one ever came close, no one ever let me down like that, and no one ever hurt me so bad. The cuts are deeper from them, but the disappointment is amplified from you. No matter how many times they let me down, you will always be there to challenge them. Wasn't this summer enough? Wasn't the lies you told me the end? Why couldn't you have just cut all ties and never let me back in? Is it loneliness I satisfy, or just a sick desire of lust? Babe, my craving for you is insatiable, and your lips are like the sweetest nicotine I've ever tasted. But I'm so over dramatic, just ignore me and all my words. You've done it before, have you not?
