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I heard you that night,
when you whispered my name and waited for some type of response.
I was so lost in the illusion of ‘love’
that my heart wouldn’t let my voice whisper back.
We laid still that night,
when we should have opened our hearts.
This damn illusion of ‘love’ lasting forever
stopped any kind of..I love yous.. from leaving this broken heart.
This bottle took us to a time
when passion for each other filled our hearts
I remember the early hours of a morning long ago
when I found myself standing on your doorstep
wiping away tears and anxiously waiting
my heart was beating way too loudly for me to listen to any type of message it was sending.
It would take me 267 miles to reach you right now.
If I showed up tonight, wiping away more tears
would you greet me as you did before?
I hope not.
I hope you look at me like I’m crazy and tell me to turn right around.
According to others, it might be the smartest decision you’ll ever make.
We’ll just be another mystery of life we aren’t supposed to understand.
So we’ll drink, playing it off as a typical Friday night out
We’ll throw back a few more than usual, hoping it lasts long into the night.
Our nervous bodies will soon dissipate
As I kiss everywhere but your lips
Trying not to smile as they make their way down your body
I’ll wait on your sighs to tell me its okay
To take this further
There won’t be any sleeping tonight
This has been years in the making.
We’ll pick up the pieces in the morning
Or maybe we’ll just leave them on the sheets
That way, we don’t have to make sense of this.
I’m tired of your fake lines
I dont need to know how good my skin feels against yours
I’m tired of your new outlook on life
It’s beyond hypocritical
Your eyes seemed so cold and empty as you spoke of my faults.
But your words didnt hurt as much as the look in your eye
You banned me from leaving my scent on your sheets
So i left my tears on your pillow
and with memories i’d rather forget…
The truth is…
If you said goodbye, it would break me
The truth is…
I feel so much like him right now, that it makes me sick
I guess now I understand a feeling I never thought I would
The truth is…
I’m too far in to get out now.
I don’t know how you did it to her
I hope you’ll be my only regret when I die.
The truth is…
We’ll never know what could have been
We’ll always look back and wonder
I hate playing you hollow
but at the same time.. I love it.
If you were this sincere 2 months ago…
This wouldn’t be happening.
But you weren’t, so I made a choice.
If she wasn’t here, I’d be yours.
If she wasn’t here, we’d be together
If she wasn’t here, you’d still be playing games
Nothing can prepare us for 14 days.
What will happen when we first set eyes on each other?
I hope my heart beats the same rhythm
That way, I’ll know I’m making the right choice.
That way, all of these questions will be answered.
That way, I won’t always live in regret.
Simple kisses and hand holding
Is all it took
I hate goodbyes
But I would re-live that one any day.
If I came back home
I wouldn’t want to start all over
Let’s just pick up where we left off
Because it was perfect
You don’t have to buy me coffee
But we could go watch her play again
I’m sure I’ll sit there and text like before
Even though you thought I was texting her
I was really texting myself the lyrics that reminded me of us.
I’m coming home
I’ll be glad to mend the pieces.
There’s room between my heart.
Those pictures can stop fading.
I love the idea of liking you forever.
But it hurts… to remind myself… that I’ll never be able to replace liking with loving.
It’s probably best if we don’t.
But I know
When all I feel your touch.
And all I see your smile.
I’ll forget
The pain I will soon feel in the morning.
When I lean over to kiss your body.
And realize that you’re still not mine.
What if… i made my mother happy.. and lived my life for her.
What if… i hadn’t turned my car around to end it.
What if… we lived in the same state.
What if… i had treated her better.
-I wouldn’t be happy
-I would hate my life
-I’d smile more
-I wouldn’t be so lost.
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