No more nervously waiting for your texts Telling me you're on your way here And sneaking out the house and telling my parents Pretty little lies, just to keep you all to myself
No more giggling and acting like teenagers in love Stuck in our silly bubble, drifted from reality Walking around in our matching green sandals Being pretentious food connoisseurs and ****
Guess it's time to forget all the bits and pieces of you The way you grin and scrunch your nose Or when you stick out your tongue a funny way When you're feeling that little bit of anxiety
Guess it's time to slowly erase the memory of us And the way I always found it funny Seeing your tall, bulky figure Stay hunched like a little boy, in your tiny silver Kelisa