Because I realized that I can never just be friends with you.
So you win.
But I'll live the rest of my life telling myself that you can never care about a person that much if you don't love them. So yeah, the reason I still care about you is because I still love you.
There you have it.
Keep lying to yourself. Keep telling yourself that there's everything wrong with me.
At the end of the day, I haven't done anything wrong but love you more and more everyday. That's probably a crime right there but I'll risk it.
Your ego gets the best of you all the time.
I'm walking away. Hoping you're looking at me.
I heard your cry. I can only hope you heard mine.
No, it's okay if you keep telling me you don't love me anymore. It can't hurt me anymore.
But I'm done caring for you. I can't do it anymore. I'm sitting down here thinking I've done just about everything to try and make you happy and even so, I've failed.
Good for you on trying to change your life. I'm only trying to be honest with myself.
Next time just let me walk away without turning back.
Please let me miss you, I already do.
I'll remember all the times I wanted you to listen to me. I was never heard.
I was never respected in the slightest way.
Yet, I kept telling myself you did it in your own little ways.
Those smiles. They were real. They were always real...
Now just forget everything I said, because it doesn't matter anymore.
You win.
The story ends.
