For months I waited for you.
With every sunset I cried myself
to sleep. Waking in hope that today
would be the day you come back to me.
So I got angry at myself for letting
him make me smile like that,the
way you used to. So I pushed him
away avoiding the guilt of liking him much.
I kept waiting for you, with every
sun set I died a little inside. Waking
to him wanting to make me feel alive
again, but I pushed him away. I could
never let him take your place like that.
So I was waiting again, waking in hope
that today would be the day you come
back to me, but you never came back.
So I kept waiting and waiting for you
until I realised it was time I let you go.