It's the only way I can decompress my thoughts,
Problem is when I unravel them I see you.
All that's left is you.
You were the one I talked to, to untangle my past, my present, you were my future.
When does this self loathing and blaming stop?
I'm better without you that's for sure, you were always a drug to me, and I'm still waiting on the text or call from you to get me high.
I won't be there to pick up the phone. I wont be at your beck and call.
I'm better alone.
I cant trust that the next girl whom catches my eye.
Wouldn't want her going off and pulling a you, but this loneliness won't leave me alone so she will have to do.