The secret smiles, the
awkward silences, the
sideway glances;
those days are gone – I get that.
And you know what?
I’m fine with it, but let me set a couple things
straight.
First off, I don’t know why I loved you.
All I know is that I did.
Maybe it wasn’t true love,
but it was the closest thing I’ve ever felt to it.
And even though I didn’t get my perfect happy ending,
even though you chickened out and left me hanging like an
idiot,
I still believe you’re a good person,
and I wish you the best.
I really do.
So go out there and find whatever makes you happy,
although I’m pretty sure you’ve already found it.
The memories are starting to blur around the edges,
but God knows I could never completely forget you.
Do you understand what I’m saying?
I’m saying that whether it’s a good or bad thing,
you’re the reason I am who I am today.
I hope you know that you were once
the most important person in my life for a very long time.
You were the guy I thought about while listening to all those
songs,
the one guy who made me actually look forward to waking up in the
morning,
you were the guy who could make or break me,
who had my heart,
but never bothered to do anything about
it.
you’ll be the high school heartache i’ll tell my kids about.