If you wanna leave go ahead go,
i'd rather say i never once knew you though,
will you miss me when i'm not around?
with my gentle voice and shy sounds,
now when i look in your eyes it feels strange
ever since you told me you just changed,
why feel deranged when what was once true
now all comes down tumbling on top of you?
i don't have to hate you for ever leaving,
so please never judge me for any of my grieving,
even when the suns shining it's still cold,
no matter how new the girl always feels too same old,
maybe it's my fault, all that i'm dealing,
with prevents me from ever feeling
anything real or fake, just nothing,
but me reliving us one summer hands touching.