I wonder what you ever saw in me.
I wonder if you still feel what you felt when you thought you almost loved me, because I think back on the days when you loved me.
I wonder if those thoughts will ever go away. Kind of like the way your love did. I hate how your love is now past tensed. And I can't get past this. I reminisce on the time we kissed on the top deck of my apartment complex. Sweat dripping down our faces on a hot July summer day but it didn't matter baby I wouldn't mind reliving it. Someone told me that true love didn't exist, that you'd be stupid if you ever believed in it, but I do. My shattered heart is broken proof. And even though your cold feet got the best of you I know our love was true. I still hold on to us like we'll go back to what we used to be. Like you'll start to believe in our potential, see even though you said you never loved me..I did.
It's pathetic and sad but I'm not ashamed to admit it. The past is the past although deep down inside I feel like you actually did. But that could just be my positive side seeping through my sheet of pessimistic. I'll make sure to love you at a distance. Because even after all of this I'm not done trying.
I'm not done trying. You won't forget this.