Feelings, Paper, and Pen

The end of the Sequel

Missing you is all I can do, seeing you between a invisible glass is how I remember our memories, but when you walk away from that mirror I walk away too and thats the end of it

Wondering how we got here, realizing that its time that got us here. It was a matter of time t'il it we called it quits cause to be honest who could argue, hook up, leave, come back and do that shit for 3 years continously.

Looking back at it now we really never had a moment of peace. Where we could last an hour of just us and not another female budding in.

Im not mad at you, im just mad at the fact that I didnt let us work and I didnt let you love me the way I pictured it. I was to busy worrying about the girls that wanted you, but I didn't notice all along you wanted me and I messed It up so we never got the chance to complete the story.

Now we not cool and I got a lot of things on my chest. I dont want to yell at you, but what am I supposed to do when all the bad times overuled the good times making me only remember the times when you would have me looking stupid wondering where we stood.

Maybe I should've defined our relationship, but for what? Cause when I tried making a few steps forward a girl came in ruining my whole plan making us go backwards.

I wish I could just tell you what I'm typing right now, but you don't want to hear all that cause all that matters is how you feel and how you going to take it.

Its obvious you still pain me and it still pains you cause when I look at you and you look at me I can tell your missing me and I'm missing you, but what am I supposed to do? maybe this was all meant to be.

I now present the end of the Sequel of you and me. Maybe in the future we'll meet again and be able to reconnect, but until then let's go our separate ways.