if i’d be brutally honest
i’m keeping you only because it’s convenient
you are the logical choice
you keep me sane
you taught me how to fake a smile
you are the game i play while i wait for the next bus ride
the song i sing to pass the time
the message in a bottle i never hope to read
the unused comforter tucked away as i sleep
you make my day mundane but not sad
you don’t make me giddy but at least you don’t make me mad
i don’t hate you, i don’t love you and you’re okay with that
i think i’m keeping you cause mum says you’re a fine lad
i hate to be honest
but it’s the hard truth
i’m keeping you because i think i should
not because of love, not because i care
but because of loneliness i am scared
you are the extra pillow in my bed
the tv commercial playing in the background while i eat
you are the newsletter that i never read
and the old teapot i keep though i never really liked tea
you keep me company
and that is good enough for me
I wonder if you think of me
As I do of you,
I wonder if you miss me
I'm such a fool,
I wonder if you'd ever tell me
What I've put you through,
Soon I will be just a memory
Of someone you once knew,
As I fade away know that,
Once upon a time
I loved you ...
Did you ever love me too?
Why come now?
When the show is over?
When the curtains are closed?
My love, it’s too late.
I don’t feel anything for you anymore
I don’t feel anymore
A state of mind.
A state of being.
And it shows,
But her beauty I love most,
Not in her petals,
But where the roots grow
Five times we could have worked
and that one time we did not take the chance.