You spent months opening the door of friendship, then slammed it in my face.
You said we got too close, but I couldn't have given you more space.
It was like rope burn, holding on was what hurt me.
I should've let go sooner, maybe that way I'd be happy.

All my memories with you, now become a thorn in my mind.
The things I loved before, I now have to leave behind.
I wish you'd wanted me, and hadnt pushed me out.
I maybe I wish I'd seen sooner, what you were really about.

I'll look into the future now, and try and forget about my past.
Holding on didn't help, it couldn't and it didn't last.
I thank you for everything, all the happy times.
Now I'm sitting here alone, making up some sad regretful rhymes.