From the moment he caught my eye,
to our very last good-bye.
I grew to become,
what I dreaded all along.
The pressure of not being able to resist,
left us in this messed up predicament.
He was never my friend, I was never truly his girl,
but the thought of never knowing him is like imagining no world.
I sacrificed what I hoped he would see,
yet he just never found a reason to believe me.
And who can blame a man,
for hating a girl who always ran.
Ran away from life, fights, reality, and pain,
thinking when she returned everything would be good again.
He was no angel to me by far,
then why did I pray God would never break us apart?
And last night I cried as I laid alone,
thinking he'd call me back or pick up the phone.
I said before I've become what I never wanted,
uncontrollably in love and no longer wanted.
I am the girl who's dying inside,
tricking everyone I am happy on the outside.
OR is that last line, my plea for his affection,
even though it's too late..he gives others more of his attention.
So many thank yous I never gave,
and even more apologies my pride made me save.
He was my morning, night, and man of my dreams,
it's hard figuring out love's not what it seems.
We had a beginning and here is our end,
everything in the middle is broken, the holes continue to blend.
Just know my heart never strayed,
but we eventually grew apart and I lost you somewhere along the way.
