When we were together, it was like Christmas every day.
But the moment you say you have to go home, I know there isn't a reason why.
You tell me you're doing this or that, but really you're hitting up the next person to chill with.
And it's tragic because every time I'm with you, and only with you, you tell me you love me, but only because I say it first.
You hold my hand only because I ask you to.
You only give me a hug because you notice I'm upset.
It truly breaks my heart because your ex was better for you.
We have exes for a reason.
Do we have a reason?
Our reason is because we both are so dead inside to notice the pain.
We are both so emotionless to even care.
I will always be your last priority, when you'll always be my first.
If you looked me in my eyes and told me everything's OK, you'd be lying.
I should have taken the warning.
I should have ran.
But, it's OK bro, i'm truly over it.
