i stopped believing in things once trix cereal stopped being shaped like fruit
What if they still are shaped like fruit but trix is for kids and we’re not kids anymore so we just see boring cereal?
july’s hot summer nights and the breeze through the passenger seat
your hand crossing the center console in attempts to grab my hand
we are so different, but so perfect and so right
and that was years ago when I was naive and all caught up in you
all caught up in your words, your emotions
I guess hurt does a number on someone’s soul
even after all this time, I attached to you, stuck like magnets
we find ourselves searching for each other
maybe we are playing games with reality
but life is too short to ever waste asking why?
i know the place i sit in your mind, in your life
and I always thought we were different, always thought we’d be more than this
some things just can’t be lied about
I don’t even try with you anymore, I just let the cards fall
i let you keep your score and come crawling when you feel lonely
I take you in even when I am in love with someone else
I always taken you, make time for you, build a moment around your existence
I tell you everything about my life, myself, my thoughts, the places I’ve been
never meant a single “I love you” and never meant to get all tied up
some things can’t be ignored.
I sit here, torn between our reality and the one I am dealing with.
I guess I am all sorts of fucked up.
Let’s count your scars
- I said
- She replied
Because then I can see
How many times you needed me.
And how many times
I wasn’t there.