I really need to give up..

It’s like an addiction

It’s like a game.

I’m playing a new position

With a new name.

I’ve become what I wanted to,

I’m just THAT girl to you,

But maybe I like it that way,

Though I hate when you go away

There are tears in the corner of my eyes,

Transpose and improvise

(I wish I could)

Things would be so different.

Do you miss me at all?

Is this one sided?

Is there too much I’ve confided?

I can’t quit asking myself the same questions

Over and over and over again

There are never any good suggestions

I can follow and use to move on..

I’m so lost

Are we star-crossed,

Like Romeo and Juliet?

And is that even a threat (anymore)?