Troubled writer meets troubled athlete
That was our story right?
Not anymore, you were done putting up a fight
A fight for me that is
For what was mine is no longer his
I gave you all I had to give
You gave me a reason to live
I accepted myself with you
I found myself with you and knew what to do
Finally I felt like I belong
You made me strong
Our love was like an 80's pop song
When you left so did I
I left myself to defy
Lost myself again hoping to find my way
I pushed myself further away
More lost than when we first began
You are not the same man
I let the white noise in
None of the noise was him
The light in my world went dim
I am no longer a fighter
Just a troubled *writer