Dont know why i still do this and why am i even trying.
How many letters ill never send,how many poems and how many songs.
Its been almost 10 years since we've met and 8 years since you left.
But its 22.50, im already 25 and i am writting this..to you.
Sometimes i think about if i ever even loved you. Mostly when i think about if you ever even loved me.
Maybe in your own fucked up way.
And oh god i did love you.
See maybe we're not so different.
Two narcissists together.
We were doomed from the beggining.
I guess we're both so different now. Makes me wonder if we have anything in common and what would we even talk about.
I would talk about my job and you'd talk about video games and your ex girlfriends.
But its one thing im sure of.
If we'd met now,we wouldn't even look at eachother, let alone like eachother.
But there was a time where you and i were the same. I tried my very best to morph into your other half and i was okay with being only a half.
But i was made for far bigger things and you were made to ruin things ,so that's why im here and you're there.
Thats why 10 years later i still write letters,poems and songs that you'll never hear.
Because having you near would be the death of me and I don't know how to live without a little bit of you. Even if its just in my thoughts.
I think- I know ill see you again. And speak to you and even love you. Just not in this lifetime.
Guess it was a right person, wrong lifetime kind of thing.
