What if I ran when you told me to?
What if I hadn’t said no?
What if I had left you the way you left me?
And what if you weren’t the first girl?
Would I have loved you the same?
Would I still be bound and chained by this addiction?
I grew closer to you than anyone,
I sang to you on the phone before your surgery,
I straightened your hair when you couldn’t lift your shoulder
How do you reconcile this?
How do you rationalize it?
Or discard it?
I couldn’t always be there for you,
But I always tried,
Despite the distance,
I always tried
Nov 19, 2014
Nov 19, 2014 at 3:22 PM UTC
What if I ran when you told me to?
What if I hadn’t said no?
What if I had left you the way you left me?
And what if you weren’t the first girl?
Would I have loved you the same?
Would I still be bound and chained by this addiction?
I grew closer to you than anyone,
I sang to you on the phone before your surgery,
I straightened your hair when you couldn’t lift your shoulder
How do you reconcile this?
How do you rationalize it?
Or discard it?
I couldn’t always be there for you,
But I always tried,
Despite the distance,
I always tried
