Thought I'd moved on.
Now you've brought me right back. To this place, where I can't stand to be. So NOT free.
Stuck, wanting you. Never being allowed to.
I'd wish you'd talk to me.
Please, don't shut me out of your life..
I want nothing more than to be able to figure out what went wrong.
I admit, I was never that confident. Until the day that I realized how ready I was, and apparently..
You weren't.
I miss you.
Everyday. I think about you. Wondering, what would it have been like.
Do you do that too?
It's like I drop off the face of the earth for a certain amount of time.
But I'm brought back by the reality,
that you'd never want me again. No matter how hard I try, or how hard you tell me to.
I can't seem to cut you off..
Please. Baby set me free.
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