Your reflection and annoyed attention haunts me with deception
why couldn't you give me long-lasting proper love and affection?
It was good until it was bad both times were good and sad
But with no sun-the weak tree, cant prosper like it should be.
so It dies and it rots , the way our love did when we fought.
It's stupid to miss you after how much you've made me cry, but Why do I wanna turn around, even tho i should say goodbye?
Those Memories of us still replay in my head , About the lust and good sex we made in my bed.
Though i lay in it now all alone and so hurt by the way can i ask, do you still wear my t shirts?
Or my hoodie and more I even made you decor.
hoping our love would grow tall and for the long haul .
Yet all there is now , is my art on your wall
I'm still there you see? Exactly where I should be
but loving you from a far is getting so fucking lonely