Does it upset you that what you want is no longer what I want?
That your urges make me smile? (In a devious manner)
That watching you hold back, feeling that tension between us,
It just feels,
Because I’ve found something so much
And I can look at you and just not care anymore.
Your eyes full of this lost passion,
Screaming to find it within me..
But this time, this time I have more than you, I have more than me.
Something I wouldn’t have believed.
It’s opened me up, made me realize so much more about me, about life.
I will not be taken advantage of
You can no longer hold me hostage, bound within your words..
I’m not sorry I’m happy
I’m not sorry you can’t use me
I’m not sorry I can’t use you
but it’s that little bit of tension that held us together
I’m sorry for that
And I’m sorry its gone
I let go
I gave up
On the little hope of being something,
And with that the little friendship we had
I am sorry for that
And I am sorry that it is gone…