Jan 2021
You're troubled, I know
You have a tough time opening up
There's a lot of trauma you suppress
I wanted to fix you though
I wanted to give you the world
I wanted to be the reason you could see things in a different light
But you ran away
You ended things before we could've grown together
You ended things before there could have been an "us"
You removed me from your private story
You don't talk to me anymore
And I hate it
I know you have no one to talk to about your problems
I know the people in your life don't understand you or care
But I do, and I always will
You have a tough time opening up
There's a lot of trauma you suppress
I wanted to fix you though
I wanted to give you the world
I wanted to be the reason you could see things in a different light
But you ran away
You ended things before we could've grown together
You ended things before there could have been an "us"
You removed me from your private story
You don't talk to me anymore
And I hate it
I know you have no one to talk to about your problems
I know the people in your life don't understand you or care
But I do, and I always will
I wish nothing but the best for you. I wish I didn't have to entirely lose you. Your opinion of me matters to me so much for no reason, I hope you don't hate me now for all the things I've said. I hope we can be friends again at least, because part of me feels guilty that you have no one to go to anymore. I was willing to help you, but you wouldn't let me.
