"Whatever can happen will happen"
…you don’t love me anymore.
I don’t deserve to be treated like this.
But i had it coming.
I should move on and forgot you,
Life is going great.
My bed is harder to make by myself
And it’s cold at night
And I need someone to look me in the eyes and tell me they love who I am.
If I could just snap out if this I would but every night when everyone has left
All I have left in my head is the fabrication of what I needed you to be.