You left me breadcrumbs of false hope,
Bits and pieces of you,
Just enough to keep me holding on.
But never as much as I needed.
While I gave so much of me.
Poured my soul out until it was left empty.
You always made me feel like I was never enough.
One eye on me, the other searching for something better.
The whole time.
But deep down I knew, you didn’t want me in the same way I wanted you.
I had to walk away first. Make if seem like it was my decision,
because I couldn’t bare the embarrassment of feeling unwanted.
And still I sit here checking up on you. Wishing you’d reach out. Wishing you’d chase me.
Pathetic.
And now the night is still and quiet
I hear theese echoing thoughts in my head
Hoping and wishing you were missing me
But knowing you probably don’t.