Watching each moment slip from my grasp,
Conscious it's wasted opportunity,
Guides to grief or anger, the sensation all feels the same.
Just as each day, wondering if we will ever change,
When you seem content for us to remain this way.
There's always one who cares more if we survive,
Would love it to be you, but we know that's a lie.
Invested more than your actions probably deserve,
When I'm giving my all, isn't that what I also deserve?
Now contemplating your true intentions,
While you build a resume screaming this isn't where you want to be.
Because what we have isn't normal,
It's not like our love really could be.
We should have been a couple growing old,
At some point, you've lost interest, so cold.
And I watch tearfully as each grain of sand says goodbye,
Walking away carrying the reasons why.
Facts, not assumptions are things I rather not explore,
Took "L's" in Love, what's one more.
A mistake I've made, I wouldn't wish on another,
Only Wish you'd love me correctly, like you may another.
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