What We've Become

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The things we do and the things we say,

They can never be explained.

We do what feels right,

But it always ends up in a fight.

I don't understand what makes you like that.

I try and I try, but you always fight that.

I've grown attached to the way you are,

But I question the fact that I need no more,

I know there's another side of you,

The compassionate one,

The one that make's me smile,

But sometimes I wonder, should we be done.

We've given us so many tries,

But every time we try again a part of me dies,

I wonder should we give our goodbyes.

And here I am now, listening to radio head,

and crying in my bed,

Thinking of the times we've had,

And everything that makes it bad,

I want to open up to you,

But that is something I will never do.

I don't know that what we've become.

But the friendship , the love,

We shared will always be in our mind.

No matter what we've become.

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