Because I knew you.

Can I fix whats been broken?
Or is it time to give up?

Perhaps it was over long ago
but my heart kept hope no matter what.

Now I feel disgusted with myself,
knowing that every term of endearment
would be twisted into a creepy sum,
how painful it is
when all you want to do is express love
and instead it is translated in a way that makes the girl run.

Will my second chance ever come?

Not if I keep waiting for one.

Its hard when every pretty sight makes me think of you.
How the sunlight beaming on my cheek makes me pine for who
I thought would be a person i'd never lose.

Boundaries are important, thats the biggest lesson i've learned yet
but i've also realized its easier to survive by living without regret

I am so sorry Ive scared you, this is honestly true.
But I can never be sorry for the day I first laid eyes on you.

Because I have grown to be better because I knew you.