Straightforward;
An adjective so simple, but can only be suited to a few people
It makes the world flow easily
If we could just tell each other what's on our minds
If we could tell the people who are head over heels for us that they have no chance
If we could tell the people who are in love with us that we're in love with someone else
If we could speak our minds more often,
The world, would not be a better place, but perhaps it would be less awful
It would be less painful to exist in this wretched reality and consider our fantasies the only way to escape it
You see all I ever wanted from you was the truth, nothing but that, no matter how much it hurt, I could take it. All I ever wanted was for you to tell me how you felt and what you were thinking and whether or not what we were doing was right. I promise, out of all the things I wanted, that's what I wanted the most. Or maybe even needed. I needed you to confront, to confess, to communicate. But you wouldn't. I gave you all the patience and kindness that I could offer, even though what you did wasn't exactly kind. But still, nothing came out of you, nothing. And it wasn't disappointing as much as it was devastating. So the next thing I needed from you was for you to go, to leave, if there was no effort, I was surely not interested. But of course, if we're talking about what I truly needed, then it was you. I needed you to fight for me, to stay for me, I needed the willingness and persistence you had when we first met. I desperately needed it back but there was, as always, nothing. And so I left you. After a few attempts of leaving, I left you for good. And believe me when I say, as much as it broke my heart, I wouldn't have wanted it any other way. See, being away from you meant being in hell, but being around you meant being in emotional death. My so called friend, I wish you the very best, if you met someone new, I hope you're as happy as you could ever be. It was good, but it was temporary. And so were you.