sometimes i wish i wasent
as broken as i am
because if i was whole and mended
then maybe that day you
took my hand and told me
you loved me i wouldve told you
i loved you back
but instead i hugged you
and walked off because leaving
was better than opening up
to you because
i never knew if you were gonna stay
but maybe i shouldve taken that chance
because i was in love with you
and i wanted you to know
hell i wanted everyone to know
it just seemed too good to be true
because your this perfect guy
and im this troubled girl
and i thought there was no way
someone like you could love
someone like me
but i guess i was wrong
i guess you did love me
and i guess i do love you
