now that i've told you,
you said i should have told you earlier.
if i did, would you have stayed?
you said you would've treated me
like a flower instead of a toy,
and you would've showed you care.
i didn't tell you for a reason.
i wanted you to like me, for me.
not because you sympathised me.
not because you thought i needed you,
well i do, but not in the sense,
where it's because of what happened.
i really do like you though.
but i can't let you know,
and i can't let you like me
because of my selfishness.
if you like me, it'll be the end.
it felt like i was in a tunnel,
and after i told you about everything,
i've found the light at the end.
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