Paper Birds Can't Fly

Draw the Lines

When do I draw the lines between you and me. When can I stop letting you touch my soul in places that have never been touched. You don't love me, I don't love you. But why are you in my mind always, lost in the labyrinth of my thoughts. Stuck in between my fingers. I crave your touch that's for sure, I crave your lips against mine, I crave to be the reason you can't sleep at night. But do you crave me? Do you bat an eyelash in my direction when I lose hours of sleep over you. Do you even want to know about me? Where do I draw the line between us? When did we become so distance. Didn't you say I woke some part of you that you didn't know anyone could see. I lied, I do love you. I did love you. But you're not mine so what's the point of admitting it. You'll always be someone else's, you'll find someone better and I'll become a distance memory of what could have been. Isn't that just a sad thought though, we could have been. We could have lasted, could have worked out. I used to feel safe with you. I used to feel on top of the world, like I could be anyone or anything. When I was with you nothing could drag me down, nothing could get me because I always thought it would be me and you together forever. I sound so naive now that I think about it. What world would it be without pain and unhappiness? Do you even exist in that world? Now you look at her the way I always wished you would look at me. I gave you the best parts of me, I was always to eager to have you listen to me. We could have been worth t but you reached past me for her. Do you understand how much that hurt me? You just didn't see me ever, was I a waste of your time? Did you ever seen me or was I just a reflection of what you wanted me to be? I ask myself these questions when I'm supposed to be sleeping. You were my drug but I was only your cigarette, I let you stomp me out when you were done but you let me die for you. I ask myself over and over Why, why you, why now, why me. But that's enough of that. I don't love you. You didn't love me. I never existed for you. But darling that's okay, I figured out where I draw the line. I draw the line wherever I want to and I just hope you don't get squished by my finger tips. You chose her and now you lost me. I'm not a forever doll, I'm not made out of China. But drop me once and I sure as hell will leave. I don't love you I whispered over and over to myself on the way home. Now I realize that you weren't my home, I was and I always will be.