She’s falling apart, she’s falling apart
Don't tell her this won't last forever.
You're breaking my heart, you're breaking my heart
Don't tell her that you will never be together.
You could be.. over and over.
You could be.. forever.
.
I don’t think you understand what you’re doing to her. Not only to her, but to me too. If any two people can be connected by something more than just the title of ‘best friends’, those two people are her and I. See, I cry when she cries; I laugh when she laughs; I’m going through the same thing she’s going through.
.
I know how she feels: you paralyze her with every word.
I know why she’s broken: you're the one who dropped her.
I know why she can’t speak: you took her breath away.
.
The worst part about this is that I don’t know how to save her from you.. Come to think of it, it’s not you she needs saving from, it’s herself. The constant build up and let down is heartbreaking. But I can’t help myself, let alone her.. And my advice isn’t exactly the best; no one enjoys seeing the place I put myself in. No one but me of course. I couldn’t be happier with my decisions. But something tells me she won’t feel the way I do if she chooses the path I chose. It certainly does take two to tango, and you.. well you aren’t exactly a dancer.
.
But she loves you. I’d like to have a cliché moment and say I don’t know why, but I do know why - only because I've been there, and gone through that.
After everything you’ve done..
After every day she went without hearing from you..
After everybody told her you weren’t worth it..
After she cried almost every night before going to sleep..
After every ignored anniversary on the second of each month..
After every ‘I love you’ she needed to hear, but you didn’t say..
After all that, she still thinks the world of you.
.
I would love nothing more than to see you spill your guts – unrehearsed, and more than just a silhouette. That’s all she’s been doing for the past 4 months. Show her some heart: try wearing it on your sleeve like she does.
I don’t think you understand what you’re doing to her. Not only to her, but to me too. If any two people can be connected by something more than just the title of ‘best friends’, those two people are her and I. See, I cry when she cries; I laugh when she laughs; I’m going through the same thing she’s going through.
.
I know how she feels: you paralyze her with every word.
I know why she’s broken: you're the one who dropped her.
I know why she can’t speak: you took her breath away.
.
The worst part about this is that I don’t know how to save her from you.. Come to think of it, it’s not you she needs saving from, it’s herself. The constant build up and let down is heartbreaking. But I can’t help myself, let alone her.. And my advice isn’t exactly the best; no one enjoys seeing the place I put myself in. No one but me of course. I couldn’t be happier with my decisions. But something tells me she won’t feel the way I do if she chooses the path I chose. It certainly does take two to tango, and you.. well you aren’t exactly a dancer.
.
But she loves you. I’d like to have a cliché moment and say I don’t know why, but I do know why - only because I've been there, and gone through that.
After everything you’ve done..
After every day she went without hearing from you..
After everybody told her you weren’t worth it..
After she cried almost every night before going to sleep..
After every ignored anniversary on the second of each month..
After every ‘I love you’ she needed to hear, but you didn’t say..
After all that, she still thinks the world of you.
.
I would love nothing more than to see you spill your guts – unrehearsed, and more than just a silhouette. That’s all she’s been doing for the past 4 months. Show her some heart: try wearing it on your sleeve like she does.
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