I think about the last time we hung out a lot.
I could tell something was wrong,
I was trying to be lighthearted and make you laugh all night.
I remember I made you smile once or twice.
It was like I was seeing the girl I loved through the cracks of all her stresses and things that were bothering her.
That made me happy.

I thought that it was just gonna be a rough few weeks and a rough winter,
like I was finally seeing the first signs of your seasonal depression.
I was confident I could show you the sunshine beaming between the clouds on the other side.

I shouldn't have been so pestilent about the tension.
Maybe I channeled your stress into annoyance,
And maybe your annoyance made you think you had fallen out of love.
I wish you felt different.
I miss us.

You told me you realized you didn't love me anymore.
That you begun to only care about me as a friend.

I asked if I did anything wrong.
You said I was perfect.
I asked if we could work things out.
You said no.
I told you that I'd wait for you.
You said don't.
That I'm an amazing guy and person, but I'm going to be that for someone else; someone that can love me.
You said you felt like an awful person.
I consoled you, telling you that you were amazing.

After I tried to hide how bad I was suffering,
Even then I was protecting you.
You still don't know how much I suffered.
How am I to give my love to another when you still have my heart?