I've been calling, falling, bawling, crawling, honestly any dramatic way to reach a reassurance from you. Tell me a story how you lost interest in me. Bitter sweet me up with a tough check. Either way I'm paying closer attention for me. I've received strength from lack of help. Fought my way out of hell. Tested the bridges I've built with people I genuinely love. Am I to fall again to drown in these eyes? I hear the same excuses.
"You're not like the other guys"
"I need a best friend right now"
"You're too far, wouldn't work"
I can go on all day but here's what usually hurts the most.
I'm chasing a ghost.
You've successfully raised my spirits to drown them with strung along finger I've been wrapped around.