You always said I would never lose you but you lied.
Even though you’re psychically here you are not mine anymore.
Days and days go by, i sit back and watch you live your happiest live with her while,
I’m drowning.
Drowning in the thought of us, the “what’s ifs” and the “should haves”
But that’s how I got myself into this right?
What if you loved me? Should I have held on tighter when you held my hand? What If I am the one for you but you just can’t see it? Should I confess my feelings and see where they take me?