Gotta Go My Own Way

It was fate that we became friends, Because i needed you there. I loved your sweet smile, And i adored your cute hair. You made me laugh when i wanted to cry. You gave me hope when i didn't even want to try. I felt so safe when our fingers were entwined. I only wish that i could still call you mine. If we still talked, i'd tell you that i still miss you, And all of the words that i used to say, they still remain true. But none of that matters now, right? You've already moved on. I guess i'm the only one who's stuck in the past. But don't think i haven't tried. Everytime i do i find reasons to still hold on. Like when we were together, i was always fine. Or the times we'd walk to absolutely no destination, And we would always hold hands while doing so. You used to hold me like I meant something. You used to talk to me like you cared. Now i don't know what i did to make you hate me, Or to make you says things you know would hurt me, But i can't handle it anymore. The only reason i held on is because i thought maybe, Just maybe, you'd come back. But i can't wait around for that anymore. Because it's eating me away. And although it pains me to say, I've gotta go my own way.