I'm tired of trying to win at this impossible game.
All it does is leave you broken and scared.
Why does it have to be like this?
You seem to want this as much as I do.
So why don't you try too?
Why does everything have to be based on fear?
Fear of rejection, fear of cheating, fear of losing what we already have, fear of losing you.
Who cares about the what ifs.
What if we actually get closer..?
What if it is exactly what we thought..?
What if we fall in love?

Every time I say I'm done trying..
I always find my self thinking about you again.
So maybe I'm done trying to be over you.
Maybe I'm done trying to forget everything we've been through.
Maybe I'm done trying to fool myself into thinking I could live without you.
Done trying to stop thinking about you
Just in general.
I find myself thinking about you,
Even when I didn't know I was.
You'll just pop into my head,
It makes me go crazy.
Kinda like just now.
I wasn't even trying to think about you.
You weren't even on my mind.
And BAM.
You have to invade my thoughts, my heart, my mind.
It makes me insane.
Mostly because I don't think I ever invade your thoughts, heart or mind.

If you haven't figured it out by now,
Relationships are two sided.
Both sides have to put in effort.
Both sides have to want it.
I'm done with this one way deal.
I have feelings, needs, wants, just like you.
And I know you saw this coming.
Don't act surprised.
I'm tired of being a second choice, an option.
I deserve so much more.
To be someone's number one, their only one.
You do too... despite everything.
So I just hope you have a nice life.
But I'm so done trying to be in it.
Goodbye.

All I can think about is you and me,
and how we, used to be “we”.
Sometimes I just go back to the day,
when you made your way,
into my life.
All I could imagine is being your girl,
being your world.
You were everything to me,
and then I woke up one day,
to realize it was just a pipe dream.
You were more into her
than you were ever into me.
I don’t know if I was dreaming it all,
But it feels like one big bad dream.
You are not who you used to be.
Probably because we, aren’t “we”.