I was so lost in this small romance
I miss the days you said you were happy
It made me smile and a little sappy
I felt so special and exclusive
But then you changed and became passive
I gave you my confession and you did the same
So tell me now, what is this game?
I sit here and wait for your love
You only come when life starts to shove
You use me for words and support
But this isn’t my battle to be fought
You need my help but who will help me?
This constant wait is making me crazy
I feel so cold, I have no warmth
I have to stop this, have to stop this want
I’ll just drink away my sorrows with a vial
So that you can be free to walk that mile…
.x Wandering Daydreamer x.
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