I just don’t know how to feel
when I know what happened between us was real.
My life without you is going fine
although I can’t get you out of my mind.
I relive that night over and over.
When I see you around, I fight the urge to pull you closer.
I want more of you.
I want another night, preferably even a few.
I wish you wanted the same
so I can hear that **** voice moan my name.
But why do I want you when you don’t want me?
You change your mind all the time it’s so clear to see.
Now I know I should leave you alone
and stop expecting to see your name pop up on my phone.
But I don’t want to accept that I can’t have you again,
that what happened between us is over before it even began.
Since you don’t want the same thing,
I’ll move on silently hoping for my phone to ring.
Until then, I will stand firmly on my feet
and turn around on this one way street.