It isn't fair You've gone and done it again Made me love you With reckless abandon No thought of consequences or heartache Just like last time
Did you know you were pulling me back in Just when I thought I'd gotten out, gotten away Were you aware That with every text, every laugh, every touch I was falling deeper in love with you Until every poem I wrote was about you
Last time you weren't ready for this, for us, for a relationship I waited as long as I could, but I couldn't wait forever This time I made the same mistake, Thinking you might finally be ready
And you might have been Except that soon you'll be Thousands Of miles Away
And I'll be here Waiting And hoping And praying That one day you might love me enough to come home
I just read this back and it sounds more dismal than I intended. I don't blame him for anything, he's the one person that can always make me smile right now. Unrequited love just hurts, you know?