I miss our Fridays.
They were the one time I didn't have to share you.
You said all the right things,
Did all the right things.
Why did it have to be fake, **** it?
You made it seem like you were trying,
Trying is something people don't do for me.
I'm not a girl people miss,
Guys ask to be with,
No one ever needs to see me,
Not someone who gets asked questions,
Has someone kiss her scars.
You tried.
You made it **** well seem like you tried.
You asked to see me,
You asked me questions,
You made me think you'd kiss my scars,
But I guess you forgot to miss me.