I dont remember when the doubt started dripping in,
first harmless,
but even a steady drip cracks stone,
I started pulling away,
I knew i didn't love you,
but i also don't want to loose you,
I called you on a Wednesday night,
You didn't say much,
It would of been easier for you to scream,
to say you hate me,
but you didn't,
you said "i love you,"
and holding back tears I said" I do too,
i just don't think its in the same way you do,"
I broke up with you,
because i don't play games,
But that night i didn't just loose a boyfriend,
I lost my best friend,
i broke up with him because i love him,
in a way that was different that the way he loved me,
I'm sorry...
