Now that it’s all said and done
I can’t believe you were the one
To build me up and tear me down
Like an old abandoned house.

And when you slammed the front door shut
A lot of other’s opened up
So did my eyes so I could see
That you never were the best for me.

I came to see the light in my best friend,

she seemed as happy as she'd ever been..

My chance of being open was broken,

and now she's Mrs. Him..

If you're sleeping, are you dreaming?

And if you're dreaming, are you dreaming of me?

"Intimacy Comes From Shared History."

He speaks of old lovers, and past issues.
The best of times, and his worst misuses.
His scars are flawless.
Each and every one of them tell a new and unique story,
of memorable segments he will never forget,
but I will never help make.
I want to mean something,
I want there to be romance.

Question existing –
will I be hidden, or paraded,
or kept behind closely monitored screens
never to be spoken of again.

Then I remember –
so much for dreaming.

Just tell me you want to scar me too.