Please tell me that you aren't using me
I'm so very tired of being played
Don't keep me around until there's a better option
Someone prettier, someone nicer, with a different name
Why did you tell me not to worry
Of course I'm going to worry
You aren't satisfied with me for whatever reason
You made me promise if ever there was someone I would rather be with
I'd make that choice without a second thought
Are you only making me promise that
You won't feel guilty when you take that liberty yourself
I never thought you'd hurt me
But that was an unreasonable want
No matter how perfect everything seems
Somehow things get fucked up because of my flaws
You know as well as I do
That if I was the one for you
You're thoughts would never have drifted to anyone else
And that's the awful truth
So maybe we shouldn't drag this out any longer
Maybe we should just say goodbye
Oh Katie... I hope everything turns out okay.
These are the thoughts that make me sad at night. Writing like this makes me think of that famous quote "It's better to have loved and lost, than never to have loved at all," and I wonder if they were right when they said that. Very emotional.