lying here in my bed
staring at the ceiling
watching the fan go around and around
i wonder
why did you leave?
what did i do?
yeah, we’re still friends
and i would rather be friends than strangers
but whenever you talk about her
i don’t think you realize how much it kills me
i don’t know if you talked about me like that
i don’t think you did
you always told me that you were afraid of losing me
when i really was the one who lost you
you pulled away like the ocean pulls away from the shore
but the difference is the ocean always goes back to the shore
and i don’t think you’re coming back to me
m.a.k
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Everything I Didn't Say
No FicciónThis is everything I didn't say and I wish I did.