If you could see me now dreaming of you,
only wishing that i could have you,
praying to have you just walk with me,
desiring for you to just once say you miss me,
i sent it you truthfully, almost drunkenly,
cause i still have this fantasy of you and me,
was i a fool to think that just by the way she looked,
even if it was always quick, i had her hooked,
i've grown weary of love, it's a problem with me,
i'm a person, how can i not take it personally?
i smiled as you walked by at the bar in the city,
i knew i was leaving once you didn't notice me,
was i a fool to think that you were so different?
to think you grown up, when you're still an infant,
it's become so desired, my heart has been blackened,
that i now feel like we never really happened.