And I'm so wrapped up in myself that I am pushing her away slowly.
She says I never tell her how I'm feeling.
If she only knew that my thoughts would scare her.
She says we never go out.
But she doesn't know that I'm scared of the world.
As much as I talk about getting out of this shit hole of a town, I still find comfort in it... so, I want to stay here.
She says that I don't care enough.
What she doesn't know it I care so much it hurts.
She says that we're fighting too much.
I say we don't fight that often.
She says she believes me when I tell her I love her.
I know she doesn't.
Her heart is still entangled with his.
But I still want to be with her, even though I know in the end... she's going to leave me.
FOR HIM.
