Intertwined hands.
The deep truth has decided to escape
Do you think you're making me feel better?
Asking if i'm mad,
Of course I am.
To just carry on as if nothing was said
Nothing, is that what I felt?
Almost.
I'll never lose that feeling
You may still feel it too
I wish I could ask you so many things
But it's better that I remain clueless
You wouldn't even be honest anyways.
You held my hand, is it worth nothing?
Forgotten, just like everything else
But not to me.
I remember it as well as the first person I fell for
Wait, this is the same person..
Being ignored just hurts
I miss you and the way you made me feel
You piss me off, and hurt me without caring
I need to get over it, I've been telling myself for months
I know I just cannot be with you.
Too much of an ego you carry to be with someone like me
I wish I could do well without you, to be honest.