For those who say
Two is better than one,
You're not always right.
I'd rather have one best friend,
If it costs me both to lose just one.
I sadly have this odd feeling
Right in my gut,
That I will always be thinking,
What could have been?
Now I'll never know.
I'll try to fix it,
But I'm scared to make it worse,
I'm scared of what will happen.
I'm scared to try,
Because I hate to fail.
I hate that I love everything about you,
Because falling in love with your best friend,
Sometimes ends in more than just one loss.
You lose sight of yourself,
And try to change every little thing.
After all of this,
You've got nothing left,
But a hollow outer shell,
That looks like you,
But is now someone different.
· Tue Jan 01, 2013 @ 07:50pm · 0 Comments