There wasn't a lot that I asked from you.
I was sure of that!
I didn't want to smother you,
I didn't want to hurt you.
I just wanted you to know,
I love you more than I'll ever love myself.
And when I made my point clear,
You left.
You ask me why I still love you,
Or why I can't move on.
But baby,
Even in your mess,
I saw your beauty.
Even when you said you loved me,
I knew the truth.
There was always someone else.
I just hope,
When you realize what we had,
That you'll come back.
Because even now,
Even though you hurt me,
Not talking to you,
Kills me.
