My memories of you, of us
Make my heart race

I miss having someone to make plans with
I miss having a date to look forward to
I miss the routine of a relationship
I don’t miss the raw agony they always end in

Why keep pretending I could be a fraction of anyone you’d actually want
We should just end whatever this thing we’re doing is

I wish I could disappear without a trace

Should I stop being so negative about you not liking me?
I don’t even know if you do or don’t
I’ve never asked
I’m too afraid of your answer
Maybe if I let in some positive hope something magical would happen

I’m not what you want
It hurts
Especially when I know I’m what other guys want
But I just want you

I’m 25
Never danced with a guy
All I want in this fast world, is a slow dance
With you