The truth doesn't care what you think,
thoughts flood my mind like a clogged sink,
once i blinked last September it was gone,
the silence was loud and my feeelings felt wrong,
then again, i wasn't perfect,
still i wish "falling in love" was really worth it,
once you've heard it, months later she told me,
i regretted everything and resented the old me,
when really the old me is this me, none miss me,
cause i overextend and occasionally some wish we
were given another chance, yet never say it,
buy a 65 dollar game yet never play it,
never could i say it cause you made it tough to,
admit to myself that i do love you,
now that do is enough, presently it's did,
just forget it, who cares if you kept love hid.