When I look at you, I'm afraid to look away. When I talk to you,
I'm afraid of what to say. I cry through the night thinking of you as
the tears stream down my face. An angel appears telling me it will all be
ok. When I look into your eyes I think maybe she's right. Maybe
it's worth it to put up a fight. Or maybe we've said too much and
tried for to long, lied for so long, and cried for to long.
What about these words, "I love you" Did u mean anything by it,
was it true? Or was I just another one of your chicks? I glance around
checking for you in all of the cliques, hoping you would see me here where
you are...Maybe this has gotten too far. I don't have to look at you
anymore to know it's all over and I don’t have to talk to you to get
the answers I thought I knew.




 
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