A Little Too
Late...</3
You were different from the rest...
everybody said we looked so cute together
and things couldn't have been any better.
We did the typical things a girlfriend and boyfriend do.
We never really got into fights, just small disagreements.
You treated me like I was special to you
and no one could ever change that.
It sounds way too good to be true.
Of course...it is too good to be true.
We start spending less time together
and silences become and everday thing.
I find myself asking your friends what's wrong
when really I want to talk to you.
Feelings start to fade and the realization begins to set in.
I know we aren't going to last, which is a shame
because it's almost our one-month anniversary.
I spend my nights crying, knowing we won't work out
and what people said about you was true.
They said you didn't care as much about us as I did.
They were right, cuz that night you called.
I already knew what you were going to say.
You told me we should take a break and we can give it another try
when you aren't so busy all the time.
As if that wasn't bad enough, you had to say that
we could still be friends.
I knew it was the best thing for us at the time.
That night, instead of crying,
I realized that they were right.
I already lost you a long time ago when you stopped caring.
I spend the best parts of our relationship
worrying that we wouldn't last.
I missed the "relationship" part that we had,
so it didn't hurt when you ended it.
We never talk, but it's fine. I knew we wouldn't.
P.E, the one class that we had together, ended up being awkward
and it just wasn't fun anymore.
I'd see you looking at me and then you'd look away...
I keep telling myself that I'm over you,
but if that's the case then why do I bring you up
as if we're still together. I can't figure out if
you're not over me or if I just wished you weren't.
I still think about you and everything we've gone through.
Honestly...I miss us and what we had. I hope you know that
I will never stop caring about you. You're in my past,
but sometimes I wish there still was "you and me".
I just wish I would make myself tell you how I feel.
I guess I'm a little too late...</3
I still think about you...
You were different from the rest...
everybody said we looked so cute together
and things couldn't have been any better.
We did the typical things a girlfriend and boyfriend do.
We never really got into fights, just small disagreements.
You treated me like I was special to you
and no one could ever change that.
It sounds way too good to be true.
Of course...it is too good to be true.
We start spending less time together
and silences become and everday thing.
I find myself asking your friends what's wrong
when really I want to talk to you.
Feelings start to fade and the realization begins to set in.
I know we aren't going to last, which is a shame
because it's almost our one-month anniversary.
I spend my nights crying, knowing we won't work out
and what people said about you was true.
They said you didn't care as much about us as I did.
They were right, cuz that night you called.
I already knew what you were going to say.
You told me we should take a break and we can give it another try
when you aren't so busy all the time.
As if that wasn't bad enough, you had to say that
we could still be friends.
I knew it was the best thing for us at the time.
That night, instead of crying,
I realized that they were right.
I already lost you a long time ago when you stopped caring.
I spend the best parts of our relationship
worrying that we wouldn't last.
I missed the "relationship" part that we had,
so it didn't hurt when you ended it.
We never talk, but it's fine. I knew we wouldn't.
P.E, the one class that we had together, ended up being awkward
and it just wasn't fun anymore.
I'd see you looking at me and then you'd look away...
I keep telling myself that I'm over you,
but if that's the case then why do I bring you up
as if we're still together. I can't figure out if
you're not over me or if I just wished you weren't.
I still think about you and everything we've gone through.
Honestly...I miss us and what we had. I hope you know that
I will never stop caring about you. You're in my past,
but sometimes I wish there still was "you and me".
I just wish I would make myself tell you how I feel.
I guess I'm a little too late...</3
I still think about you...
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