To think we shall never
Hang out together
Again is scary to me.
To think that the last time I saw you.
Could be the last time I ever see you
Frightens me.
I know it’s what is best.
For our souls are incompatible.
But I do so love you.
And that love is real.
And that love is real.
So it feels like losing a lover.
Though it’s never been like that.
Though it’s never been like that.
I just hate giving and giving and
You can’t even give the simplest of requests.
That’s not a friendship. That’s you using me for your convenience.
And that’s not fair.
And that’s why we’re here.
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