Nothing I do
Makes any sense now.

When I think of you now
It's like I'm thinking of
The image on a picture.
Not really thinking of a person
Just the idea of one.

You were too good to be true
From the start of it all.

I went along with it.
I thought that we were playing
And I thought it was fun
And then my heart had other ideas.

My mind's been confused
For awhile now.
Ever since
I started feeling this way about you.

But it doesn't really matter
What I think
What my mind thinks
Or anything
Because you're gone.

You were never really here.
You were just an idea.
So I guess when I think of a picture,
Just an image,
It really is you.

You were all I thought about.
You were all I was.

Now I'm left
With brand new handshakes
And introductions
To this person I've called
"Myself"
For all this time.

Who am I kidding.
You took me with you
When you walked out that door.
No need to get to know someone
Who isn't even there.

Let's leave
Today.
Let's run
Away.
Let's never
Stay
In one
Place
For too
Long.

My head is all a clutter.
I can't make out a thing.
It's as if my mind and my emotions
Are always arguing.

I'm sorry that I'm broken.
I'm sorry that I'm used.
My mind is like the city streets
And my heart has been abused.

Oh I'll just bite my lip
Until the realization of your leaving
Sets in and
Finally kills me.