Beneath the sheets of paper, lies my truth
Life can fool us with many feelings of falseness. For example, love.
Was it love?
Maybe I thought it was love because you could look me straight in the eye and tell me that you loved me. You weren't afraid of me, and my reaction. I wasn't afraid either. I didn't think you were telling lies when you said you loved me.
But now, I'm starting to think that it was a lie. You can't even look me in the eye if we're talking about the weather. I think you're afraid now of what I might say about the past. Maybe the past is all I have left to hold onto, because quite frankly, the present isn't going too well.
Anybody who knew me well enough before you, knew that I was depressed. The smallest things would send me off, rage and anger became part of my everyday routine. But when you came around it was constant smiling, laughing, I eluded happiness. I was too caught up in the moment to realize that reality would have to come back one day. Now that it's back, I'm longing for a dream world that occupied my absent mind.
I know you miss it too, I just don't think you've realized it yet. You have too many girls lusting after you anyways. Am I jealous? No. But you do know that you meant a lot to me, the feeling hasn't changed. You still mean a lot, but I think it's time that I give up because I'm just fighting for a lost cause.
Was it love?
Maybe I thought it was love because you could look me straight in the eye and tell me that you loved me. You weren't afraid of me, and my reaction. I wasn't afraid either. I didn't think you were telling lies when you said you loved me.
But now, I'm starting to think that it was a lie. You can't even look me in the eye if we're talking about the weather. I think you're afraid now of what I might say about the past. Maybe the past is all I have left to hold onto, because quite frankly, the present isn't going too well.
Anybody who knew me well enough before you, knew that I was depressed. The smallest things would send me off, rage and anger became part of my everyday routine. But when you came around it was constant smiling, laughing, I eluded happiness. I was too caught up in the moment to realize that reality would have to come back one day. Now that it's back, I'm longing for a dream world that occupied my absent mind.
I know you miss it too, I just don't think you've realized it yet. You have too many girls lusting after you anyways. Am I jealous? No. But you do know that you meant a lot to me, the feeling hasn't changed. You still mean a lot, but I think it's time that I give up because I'm just fighting for a lost cause.