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I miss the way it was in the beginning, When my kisses and touch left your head spinning. When I could look you in the eyes and see how much you care, Now I feel when you look at me I'm not even there. You see me but you also see through, Now I can't talk to you about anything and sometimes I wish you knew. This unbearable pain pressing on my chest, this depression I feel that won't let me rest. I speak my mind and it just makes you mad, while your anger just leaves me sad. Nothing I say seems to be good enough for you, Yet everytime I go to fix it there's nothing I can do. From the tone of my voice that's always the same, to the attitude you say I have that's driving me insane. I speak calmly but I'm just being a ***** Alot of times I wish our roles would switch. So I can treat you the way you treat me, maybe then you'll finally see.... Not everything I say is to cause a fight, I just want everything to be alright. I just want things back to the way they were, Back to when I was always sure. Back to when you treated me like I was your everything, and that if you didn't have me you'd have nothing.
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Aug 1, 2015
Aug 1, 2015 at 8:17 PM UTC
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I miss the way it was in the beginning, When my kisses and touch left your head spinning. When I could look you in the eyes and see how much you care, Now I feel when you look at me I'm not even there. You see me but you also see through, Now I can't talk to you about anything and sometimes I wish you knew. This unbearable pain pressing on my chest, this depression I feel that won't let me rest. I speak my mind and it just makes you mad, while your anger just leaves me sad. Nothing I say seems to be good enough for you, Yet everytime I go to fix it there's nothing I can do. From the tone of my voice that's always the same, to the attitude you say I have that's driving me insane. I speak calmly but I'm just being a ***** Alot of times I wish our roles would switch. So I can treat you the way you treat me, maybe then you'll finally see.... Not everything I say is to cause a fight, I just want everything to be alright. I just want things back to the way they were, Back to when I was always sure. Back to when you treated me like I was your everything, and that if you didn't have me you'd have nothing.
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Aug 1, 2015
Aug 1, 2015 at 8:17 PM UTC
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