The boards under my feet are cold, familiar
I reminisce about this time last year
Happiness, something new
You
The boards under my feet are still the same
I am completely different
I put so much love into the person that took it all away
Yet I still love
The thought of you wrapped up in your brain, in your bed with someone else is awful to me
This time last year that was me
She feels right to you, as did I
But she doesn't know you
She does not seem to love as I do
But you're not worth it
I can do better
you said it yourself
I walk away from the cold floorboards
Dec 8, 2013
Dec 8, 2013 at 12:38 AM UTC
The boards under my feet are cold, familiar
I reminisce about this time last year
Happiness, something new
You
The boards under my feet are still the same
I am completely different
I put so much love into the person that took it all away
Yet I still love
The thought of you wrapped up in your brain, in your bed with someone else is awful to me
This time last year that was me
She feels right to you, as did I
But she doesn't know you
She does not seem to love as I do
But you're not worth it
I can do better
you said it yourself
I walk away from the cold floorboards
I don't even know