Two years later & you’re back in my life
i wonder why you even left in the first place or what bought you back to me.
We hardly talk but when we do you make me feel so special. You treat me as if i’m still you’re everything. You act like you’re still in love me, hell you even admit you are. You love playing games, don’t you? especially with me. I wished i realised this sooner, then maybe i wouldn’t still be stuck up on you, maybe i’d have moved on and given someone else a chance.
Only problem is that i don’t think i would ever let anyone in, not after what happened with you. I opened up to you in ways i’ve never done with anyone before, I told you my deepest, darkest secrets and look how that turned out. You used them against me. I gave you my trust, you took advantage of it and left me with nothing. I let you trace stars on my body and you told me i was your universe, but you forgot to mention that even stars die out eventually. I let all my walls crumble, and made you my home. I guess that now that you’re gone, i’m homeless.