i noticed.
i'm playing it cool
'cause i don't wanna
get too used to this
never again
the last time scarred me
i don't think i'll ever
truly, fully recover

doesn't mean i don't
miss you or care about you
i do, i'll probably always will
but you know what happens
when you get broken?
you try to piece together
what was shattered but
whatever you do
you will never ever be the same
a part of you will always be
lost, forgotten, never to be
taken back
when you get burned
you try your damnest
to stay away from fire
cover yourself in ice
when the door has been locked,
slammed in front of you
you will not knock again
for fear of another
stinging rejection

i'm glad you still
think about me at times
my thoughts are never
too far away from you
though i've tried to shake
away every memory
i did try, and some days
i do succeed

and no i'm not trying
to be your one regret
that will be an excercise
in futility, i bet
it's okay that i'm not
don't start with me
dont start, period.

and i know that you love me
you have said it,
i have felt it,
but like you told me
sometimes, it just
is not enough
it's sad, i know,
but what can we do?

everything's the same
yet you and i are different
will we ever get past that?
i'm not really sure,
are you?