I. I got So ******* hung up on you The highs, the lows Everything was you
So far I was completely smitten Every word was lyrical Everything was you
II. And I I thought I had moved on From all the pain you left me with But still I saw Everything was you
III. Do you remember, how my friends Were your friends And our friends always spoke of how Great we were
Do you remember, how my friends Weren't your friends The second I said it was over
They still say how I can do so much better then him (you) I'm a thousand times better then him (Everything is still you)
But in the aftermath Before their questions were answered They still spoke of how Wonderful we are We were
So I'm sure they're lying to me Do your friends lie to you About me too? Do you still have friends, after I took our friends And made them mine?
IV. I called it a Mutual ghosting That neither of us wanted us But I really thought you wanted us I still don't know why you let me go But I said I wanted to let you go
My friends asking me who I like And I Have moved on from you Surely I'm done with you by now
V. I've started seeing girls in the street God they're beautiful (Like you were Two, three years ago?) Girls are pretty
I thought you were pretty I thought I was done I thought I was fine with the way we left us I still write about you Surely I'm not done with you
VI. Sometimes I wonder if I ever really liked you Or if I just wanted to be your friend And my friends called it affection I'm not really sure
VII. I know I could've loved you We were perfect in every way Except I didn't have any trust or love Because I was scared of going too fast We were comets If we got to close surely we'd collide
I want to be done with you There's empty pages in front of me I'm ready to write on them As soon as your ghost leaves me Please leave me I want to be done with you I want to move on We were barely an us How does that warrant this obsession With how beautiful it was to talk with You
A collection of scattered thoughts about the only person I've ever solely written multiple poems about.