Mood: quizzical
i say i am but im not
you say your are, and maybe you are
but who would know
its my first downfall in this thing called love
its been two months since you let me go
and im still not over the things you said
the words that cut like knives, or more painful
i try to brush sadness away when it passes my thoughts, oh, its doesnt pass it stays for a long time till i fall asleep and dream of you and me
i hug my pillow and pretend it was you
talk by my self and say the things i would have said
if we were still together
i try to deny the feeling of sadness
to the people that think im stupid of still not letting you go
you were so good with things, so good with playing the field, and now as im writing this, i get mad, because i wonder but dont want to believe it that all of it was just a game. I dont know if ive learned my lesson yet, because i think when some one like you comes along again, ill be more than happy to open my heart and let the feelings all spill out. The feelings were good, i was happier than ever, and now to think of it, it makes me more madder, and more anctious to get over this shit, because i dont want to think of you anymore, but i cant help it
and now that i hear your with somone else
its just makes me contemplate more
how could you move on so quickly?