Feb 09, 2005 19:10
The stars feel far again.
They fell like you and me. We’re lost; I wish I was never found. And maybe I’m supposed to be this way? When you ask me what’s wrong, maybe everything was just fine and I was suppose to be not ok. Maybe that’s me; maybe that’s who I am? You never loved me the way you thought you did. Your mind tricked you; you liked my smell and the way I made you feel. You loved yourself when I was with you. But now we’re gone. Will you try and find us again? Or is this just how we’re supposed to be, is this just who we are?
Maybe just maybe we’re always supposed to be lost. But were suppose to be together, Yea this is us.
More important this is me.
And harder this is me without you. My stomach hurts.