it’s officially been a year since our “relationship” blossomed. we didn’t last long, about two months at best. you led me on from day one.
i remember it so vividly. we were at the park with two of my friends, you had your guitar out and were playing new music for your band. you had to leave to go to work, and hugged me. you looked me in the eyes, knowing what i was thinking. you asked me if you should kiss me. i said do whatever you feel is right, and you went for it.
you said you loved me, we spent so much time together. i got a glimpse into your life that i had never seen before. it would take me two solid months before i realized you were a pathological liar. you never loved me the way you made it seem. i could have heard it in your music lyrics. i was so blind.
i’m now dating an old friend of yours, but i can’t help but think of what could have been. you were my first real love, my only one next to my significant other. i wanted everything to do with you, and all i had to do was smile.
it would have never worked out in the long run, though. your busy, social lifestyle doesn’t match my lazy stoner ways. you don’t smoke or drink, which makes me wonder why i ever even went for it. you’re my only friend who doesn’t party.
you’re everything i want to be.
i love you so much.
i dont wish i was with you, as i am very much in love with my significant other.
i do wish i could see what could have been though.
its on my mind more often than you might think. you’re on my mind more than you might think.
i’m trying to get over you, and it’s getting easier as time goes on.
but there’s only so much a girl can take.
get out of my head, and quit writing me love songs.