We were friends but i wanted more,
I wanted you whilst you wanted someone else.
I wanted you to touch my skin, more than you wanted too.
We could have intwined in the bedsheets together, but you were already in someone else’s arms.
I wanted forever but you wanted forever with someone else.
You left me with nothing but memories and the smell of you on my sheets.
You left a stain on my soul an ache in my chest.
I was addicted too you,
and i was a faint memory at the back of your mind.
I fell in love with you when you weren’t willing to meet me halfway.
I wonder if my clingyness, sadness drove you away,
to someone else.
And im still stupid enough to care, because you are you, because nothing else matters to me more than you.
You only cared to fill the space of loneliness from your last whilst you waited for your next.
You left a hole in my soul.
I left you with the satisfaction of knowing that i will always be there no matter what pain, suffering or upset you have put me through because i care too much to forget you.