Stranded in my head, stranded in those thoughts if you and I. A you and I that may never happen, a thought of us being deeply in love so in love that we're addicted to each other. You're the alcohol that I digest every night, you're the blood cells that's in my veins, you're the reason that I'm still holding on and you're also the reason why I'm hurting so badly. You love her, a girl who doesn't love you, you love her a girl who uses you to her advantage, you love her the slutty whore that's been with a lot of men, you just want her. I dream of us every night, I dream of how happy both of us could've made each-other but somehow you still want HER. You want the girl that doesn't acknowledge you instead of me, a girl who does. It's 2am and you're still in my thoughts, you're still the wish that I make every single single night at 11:11pm, yeah I know I'm that desperate. I feel so alone, but there's no point in trying to believe that there will be an us, I just have to accept the fact that you're happy and that you're deeply in love with her. I do hope one day you realize what kind of person she is and I hope you realize that I'm the one for you.
