I write and I write all because of you. I can't get you out of my head. Go ahead, write down what your feeling. The problem is I have, and I have again. Different words, but same old feeling. You've came and you've nestled your way into my heart. Yet you give it all up without a good start.
When things get going you get scared. You break it off now so there's not fear of hurting. I let you choose your way to go, gave you your space, but you still know. I'm here for you, these feelings won't just go away.
I want to be your greatest friend, but how do I let go of the something more? How am I suppose to be your friend and be with you knowing that we won't be together in the end?
As I sit and I worry, I know that time will heal all wounds. Now that I've let you go I have to figure out whats next for me. Will I move on and find someone new? Or stand in place where time stands still? Maybe my heart is being true? Maybe in the end I'll be able to be with you.