Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Drift Apart

So plans don’t go the way we like them to,
'Cause now I’m sick of all the things you do.
While every word you say now leaves a bruise,
We break apart as you now light the fuse

I want to say it’s all your fault again,
To lay my weight on you and watch you bend,
But blaming you will only leave me tears,
And plus I need you now to ride these years,

So we’re walking now with arms apart,
About to drift away with puzzled hearts.
I’m losing you, and soon you’ll disappear.
I see it all unwinding now, right here.

Don’t make me cry, if you decide to leave,
To realize we weren’t meant to be.
Don’t make me wish I had still stayed behind,
To gain a friend but to then lose my mind.

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